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THE  BENSON  LIBRARY  OF  HYMNOLOGY 

Endowed  by  the  Reverend 

Louis  Fitzgerald  Benson,  d.d. 

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LIBRARY  OF  THE  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 
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IMITATED 

THE  LANGUAGE  OF  THE  NEW  TESTAMENT 

A.VD    APPLIED    TO 

THE  CHRISTIAN  ffSE  AND  WORSHHV 

BY  I.  WATTS,  D.D. 


A  NEW  EDITION, 

IX   WHICH    THE    PSVLMS    OMITTTD    BY    DR.  WATTS    ARE    VERiIETE», 

LOCAL  PASSAGES  ARE  ALTERED,  AND  A  NUMBER  OF  PSALMS 

ARE  VERSIFIED  ANEW  IN  PROPER  METRES. 

BY  TIMOTHY  D WIGHT,  D.D. 

PRESIDENT  OF  YALE  COLLEGE. 

At  the  Request  of 

THE  GENERAL  ASSOCIATION  OF  CONNECTICUT, 


TO    THE    PSALMS    IS    ADDED 

A  SELECTION  OF  HYMNS. 


NEW- YORK: 

PUBLISHED  BY  JOHN  L.  TIFFANY,  114  BROADWAY. 
3.  Seymour,  Printer. 

1817. 


\T7HEftEAS  the  Rev.  Dr.  Dvvight  was  requested  by  the 
*  *  General  Association  of  the  state  of  Connecticut,  that  met 
on  the  third  Tuesday  of  June,  in  the  year  of  our  Lord  1797, 
to  revise  Dr.  Watts's  imitation  of  the  Psalms  of  David,  so  as 
to  accommodate  them  to  the  state,  of  the  American  churches: 
and  to  supply  the  deficiency  of  those  psalms  which  Dr.  Watts 
had  omitted  :  And  having  undertaken  this  service,  and  made 
such  alterations  and  additions,  gave  notice  thereof  to  the  Asso- 
ciation, at  their  meeting  in  the  year  1799;  and  the  Association 
wishing  the  advice  and  concurrence  of  the  General  Assembly 
of  the  Presbyterian  Church  in  the  United  States  in  this  import- 
ant business  ;  the  subscribers  were  appointed  by  the  above 
bodies,  to  meet,  and  examine  such  alterations  and  additions  ; 
and  accordingly  met  at  Stamford,  on  the  10th  day  of  June, 
1800,  and  having  carefully  examined  them,  approve  and  re- 
commend said  version,  as  thus  altered  and  amended,  to  the  use 
of  the  churches. 

John  Rodgers,  Joseph  Strong, 

John  Suta'lcy,  Asa  Hillyer,  J  an. 

Cyprian  Strong,  Jonathan  Freeman, 

Isaac  Lenis,  Committee. 

WE  also  recommend  to  Dr.  D wight,  to  select  such  hymns 
from  Dr.  Watts,  Dr.  Doddridge,  and  others,  and  annex  them 
to  his  edition  of  the  psalms,  as  shall  furnish  the  churches  with 
a  more  extensive  system  of  psalmody. 

John  Rodgers,  Joseph  Strong, 

John  Smalley,  Asa  Hillyer,  Jim. 

Cyprian  St.  ong,  Jonathan  Freeman, 

Isaac  Le:cis, 
THE  above  is  a  true  copy  of  the  doings  of  the  committee. 
Test.  CYPJUAN   STRONG,  Scribe. 


District  of  Connecticut,  ss 

11 V,   IT  REMEMBEfiRO,  That  on  the  thirteenth  day  of  November,  in 
J  i>-   t«p-Dt)  ~.>uh  year  of  the   Independence  of  the  linked  siate-  tf 
Ibe  Litv    Timothy  Djiighl,  of  the  sa  d  d  strict,  bath  depns  ted   u  this  office  the 
»  Hook,  the  r  ;:ht   wheredf  he  claim*  hs  author,  in  the  word-  following,  viz  — 
The  fValms  of  Da^ii.  itnrtat-id  m  the  laniua»e  of  the  New  Testament,  and  applied  to 
id. worship    ii-y  /  fV<:tts,  U   D     A  new  edi'.  on  in  widen  the  I'-alm* 
■v    f)r    Halts  ae   versitied;  lo<  at    r-*s'a?e-   are  altered,  and    a  num  er  of 
are  verified  anew  in,  proper  >«netres.    By  Timothy  D  night,  D    1)    Pre-ident  of 
,  j1.  College      At  the  reque-t  of  the  General  Association  of  Connecticut.     To  the 
is  aJded  a  selection  of  Hvmns  " 

formity  to  the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United  State",  intitled,  "An  Act  for 
'•  i  .it-  er.  -auragement  of  learning,  hy  securing  the  cop  es  of  Maps,  Chart?,  and  R 
>•  Authors  and  froeri<2  during  the  times  therein  ment  oued.'' 

fSi»ued,)  SIMEON   BALDWIN, 

:.•  ihtrictqf  i 


\  D  V  E  It  Tl  S  E  M  E  N  T. 


AFTER  the  American  revolution,  it  became  early  the  general  wish 
of  the  churches  and  congregations  in  this  country,  that  such  pas- 
sages in  Doctor  Jf'atts's  version  of  the  psalms,  as  were  local,  and  in- 
applicable to  our  own  circumstances,  might  be  altered,  and  made  to  ac- 
cord with  those  circumstances.  In  several  succeeding  instances,  such 
an  alteration  has  been  made.  The  General  Association  of  this  state, 
however,  thought  proper,  at  their  session  in  June,  1795,  to  request  the 
subscriber  to  attempt  the  work  anew.  To  this  request  they  subjoined 
another;  viz.  that  he  would  versify  the  psalms  omitted  by  Doctor 
Watts.  At  the  same  time,  a  number  of  the  clergy  and  laity,  of  the 
first  respectability,  recommended,  that  an  addition  should  be  made  to 
the  number  of  psalms,  versified  by  Doctor  Walls  in  proper  metres,  for 
the  purpose  of  preventing  a  too  frequent  repetition  of  them  in  our  wor- 
ship. They  also  recommended,  that  a  number  of  hymns  should  be 
annexed  to  the  psalm-book,  sufficient  to  complete  a  system  of  public 
psalmody. 

In  May.  1798,  a  motion  was  made  in  the  General  Assembly  of  the 
Presbyterian  Church  for  accomplishing  the  same  general  purpose  :  but 
'.he  General  Assembly,  being  informed  that  the  business  Lad  been  taken 
up  by  the  General  Association,  concluded  to  postpone  any  further 
measures  relative  to  it,  until  they  should  see  the  issue  of  the  measures 
adopted  in  Connecticut.  After  this  work  was  completed,  a  joint  com- 
mittee was  appointed  to  examine,  on  behalf  of  both  these  ecclesiastical 
.  the  state  and  character  cf  the  work,  and  finally  to  approve,  or 
disapprove  of  it,  a-  : Id  judge  proper.     Their  decision  the  reader 

has  already  seen,  on  a  preceding  page. 

With  the  requests  and  recommendations  above  mentioned  I  have  en- 
deavoured to  complv.  Some  account  of  what  I  have  done  is  due  to  the 
Public. 

In  making  such  alterations  in  Doctor  Watts's  version  as  respected 
-  merely  local,  I  have  in  some  instances  applied  the  psalm  or  the 
passage  to  the  church  at  large,  or  to  christian  nations  generally;  and 
m  others,  particularly  to  our  own  country.  The  latter  I  have  done, 
because  every  nation,  like  every  individual,  feeling  its  own  concerns 
more  than  any  other,  will  find  various  occasions  of  adapting  its  praise 
peculiarly  to  them. 

In  altering  such  passages  as  were  defective,  either  in  the  language 
or  the  sentiment,  I  found  two  objects  claiming  my  attention — the  er- 
rors of  the  press  and  those  of  the  writer. 

The  reverence  for  Doctor  Watts  is  in  this  country  so  great,  that  I 
shall  not  be  surprised  to  find  myself  charged  with  want  of  modesty,  for 
suggesting  that  he  was  the  subject  of  such  errors  Doctor  Watts  was 
a  man  of  great  eminence  for  learning,  wisdom,  and  piety;  and  in  use- 
fulness to  mankind  has  had  few  equals.  As  a  poet,  in  writing  a  flow- 
ing, happy  stanza,  familiar  without  vulgarism,  and  elevated  without 
affectation  or  obscurity,  he  has.  perhaps,  never  been  excelled.  The  de- 
sign of  evangelizing  the  psalms  (if  I  may  be  allowed  the  expression). 


4  ADVERTISEMENT. 

was  one  of  those  happy  thoughts  which  rarely  occur,  and  will  give  his 
version  a  decided  superiority  over  every  ether,  as  a  vehicle  foi 
praise  of  christian*.     Still  he  was  not  distinguished  as  a  correct  wi 
and  must  undoubtedly  be  charged  with  some  of  the  errors  found  in  his 
psalm  Book.     A  part  of  these  "'only  have  I  e.     I 

sho  Id  have  ventured  further  Uy  cautioned  to 

make  no  alterations  except  those  which  should  appear  to  be  either  ab- 
solutely necessary  or  pia.nly  important.  In  these  alterations  I  have 
aimed  to  vary  as  little  as  mi^ht  be  from  nv 

ie  editions  of  Di  psalms  ha'  y  numerous 

in   Great  Britain  and  America,  many  typographical  errors  have  ci 
into  the  modem  copies  of  that  work.  "  These  I  hav  idea- 

voured  to  correct. 

In  versifying  the  psalms  omitted  by  Dr.  Watts,  I  have  followed  the 
free  example  which  he  has  set.     When  the  reader  is  informed. 
Dr.  Watts  was  discouraged  from  attempting-  these,  I  am  persuaded  thai 
he  will  not  think  the  latitude  which  I  have  taken  unwarrantable. 

In  adding  to  the  number  of  psalms,  versified  in  several  kinds  of  pro- 
per metres,  I  have  generally  selected  those  which  were  of  frequent  use. 
As  the  design  was  to  prevent  the  necessity  of  singing  the  existing 
psalms  of  this  -escription  too  often,  such  a  selection  became  indispen- 
sable. I  have  not  versified  any  in  the  metre  of  the  old  50th,  because 
of  the  incumbrance  of  the  chorus ;  nor  any  in  that  of  the  1 13th,  because 
I  thought  the  number  aire  ent 

The  hymns  I  have  selected  from  various  writers,  with  a  design  of 
extending  and  completing  a  system  of  psalmody.  I  do  not  flatter  my-, 
self  that  a  divine  song  will  be  found  here  adapted  to  every  religions 
subject ;  yet.  I  hope,  there  will  be  no  important  deficiency.  Had  I 
followed  my  own  judgment  only,  the  collection  would  have  been  some- 
what larger;  but  I  found  several  judicious  divines  of  opinion,  that  it 
would  be  expedient  to  make  it  still  less.  To  the  hymns  selected,  I  am 
persuaded,  there  will  be  no  objection. 

It  cannot,  without  weakness,  be  supposed,  that  what  I  have  done 
will  meet  the  universal  approbation  of  those  for  whose  use  this  psalm 
bo  >k  is  intended.  The  introduction  of  a  psalm  book  into  the  use  of 
churches,  has  ever  been  attended  with  difficulties.  I  have  not  sar~ 
myself:  it  ouorht.  therefore,  not  to  be  expected,  that  I  should  sarwy 
others,  whose  judgment  must  doubtless  be  more  impartial,  and  less 
biassed  in  my  favour,  than  my  own.  I  can  only  say,  that  I  have  in- 
tended well. 

No  doctrine  will,  I  believe,  be  found  in  the  book,  which  is  not  ac- 
cordant with  the  general  Protestant  Orthodoxy.  In  this  part  of  Thc 
performance  I  presunv  •:  be  •  xtensively  censured. 

With  respect  to  the  rest-  I  leave  it  in  the  hands  of  the  public,  with  my 
sincere  wish  and  earnest  prayer  to  God,  that  it  may  please  him  to  make 
it  a  mean  of  ass  praise,  and  promoting  the  education  and 

comfort  of  mv  fellow  christians. 

TIMOTHY  DWIGHT. 
■Haven?  August  13,  I 


XttE 


PSALMS  OF  DAVID, 

IMITATED  IN  THE  LANGUAGE  OF  THE  NEW  TESTAMENT. 
PSALM  1.       C.  M. 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

BLEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 
Where  sinners  love  to  meet ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat': 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word. 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  [He  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storms  and  blasting  wind. 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state.] 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profession  shine ; 

While  fruits  of  ljoliness  appear 

Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust; 

What  vain  designs  they  form ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff  before  the  storm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 

Among  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ  the  Judge  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread. 

His  heart  approves  it  well ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell 


6  PSALM  1. 

PSALM  1.      S.  M. 

The  Sami  happy,  the  Sinner  miser abli 

THE  man  is  ever  blest, 
Who  shuns  the  sinner  s  ways. 
Among  their  councils  never  stands. 
Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place : 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  study  and  delight. 
Amid  the  iabours  of  the  day. 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root; 
Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live. 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race, 

They  no  such  blessings  find  : 
Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
•Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 

Before  that  judgment  seat, 
Where  all  the  saints  at  Christ's  right  hand 
In  full  assembly  meet"? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves, 

The  way  the  righteous  go  : 
But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 

psalm  1.     L.  M. 

The  difference  between  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

HAPPY  the  man  whose  cautious  feet 
Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go ; 
Wrho  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 
2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord ; 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
With  pleasure  pond'ring  o'er  his  word. 


PSALM  2. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green ; 

And  heaven  will  shine  with  kindest  beams^ 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  sinners  find  their  counsels  cross 'd ; 
As  chaff  before  the  tempest  flies, 

So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost, 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skigfc. 

3  In  vain  the  rebel  seeks  to  stand 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  race; 
The  dreadful  Judge,  with  stern  command, 
Divides  him  to  a  different  place. 

6  "  Straight  is  the  way  my  saints  have  trod, 
"  I  bless 'd  the  path,  and  drew  it  plain; 
66  But  you  would  choose  the  crooked  road  ; 
"  And  down  it  leads  to  endless  pain." 

PSALM  2.      S.  M,     Acts  iv.  24.  &c. 

Christ  Dging,  Rising,  Interceding  and  Reigning 

£1\  TAKER  and  sovereign  Lord 
.1  t  JL  Of  heaven,  and  earth  and  seas^ 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  so  long  foretold 

By  David,  are  fulfill'd  ; 
When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join  to  slay 
Jesus,  thy  holy  Child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  Jews  with  one  accord 
Bend  all  their  counsels  to  destroy 
Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  Kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  design ; 
Against  the  Lord  their  powers  unite, 
Against  his  Christ  they  join. 


8  PSALM  £. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  support  his  throne  ; 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

PAUSE. 

§  TSfow  he's  ascended  high, 

And  asks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth. 

7  He  asks,  and  God  bestows 

A  large  inheritance ; 
Far  as  the  world's  remotest  ends 
His  kingdom  shall  advance. 

8  The  nations  that  rebel 

Must  feel  his  iron  rod : 
He'll  vindicate  those  honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

9  [Be  wise,  ye  rulers,  now, 

And  worship  at  his  throne ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 

10  If  once  his  wrath  arise, 

Ye  perish  on  the  place ; 
Then  blessed  is  the  soul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 

psalm  2.     c.  M. 

The  same. 

WHY  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 
The  Lord's  anointed  Son? 
Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gospel  down  ? 

2  The  Lord  that  sits  above  the  skies, 
Derides  their  rage  below, 
He  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  strikes  their  spirits  through. 


PSALM    2.  H 

3  "  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

"  And  raise  him  from  the  dead ; 
u  I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
"  And  wide  his  kingdom  spread. 

4  "  Ask  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

"  The  utmost  heathen  lands ; 
"  Thy  rod  of  iron  shall  destroy 
"  The  rebel  that  withstands." 

5  Be  wise,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 

Obey  th'  anointed  Lord  ; 
Adore  the  King  of  heavenly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

6  With  humble  love  address  his  throne, 

For  if  he  frown,  ye  die : 
Those  are  secure,  and  those  alone, 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

PSALM  2.^     L.  M. 

Christ's  Death,  Resurrection,  and  Ascension. 

"1 7ITHY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage? 
▼  ▼     The  Romans  why  their  swords  employ  ? 
Against  the  Lord  their  powers  engage 
His  dear  Anointed  to  destroy ! 

2  "  Come,  let  its  break  his  bands,  they  say, 
"  This  man  shall  never  give  us  laws ;" 
And  thus  they  cast  his  yoke  away, 

And  nail'd  their  Monarch  to  the  cross. 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls : 
He'll  vex  their  heart  with  inward  pains, 
And  speak  in  thunder  to  their  souls. 

4  "  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
ci  On  Zion's everlasting  hill, 

"  My  hand  shall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
"  And  he  shall  stand  your  sovereign  stiiU" 

1  * 


10  PSALM   3. 

5  [His  wondrous  rising  from  the  earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  : 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth, 
"  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

6  "  Ascend,  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
"  There  thou  shalt  ask,  and  I  bestow 

*'•  The  utmost  bounds  of  heathen  lands ; 
"  To  thee  the  northern  isles  shall  bow/'] 

7  But  nations  that  resist  his  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  iron  stroke ; 
His  rod  shall  crush  his  foes  with  ease, 
As  potter's  earthern  work  is  broke. 

PAUSE. 

8  Now  ye  that  sit  on  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wise,  and  serve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb : 
Now  at  his  feet  submit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

9  With  humble  love  address  the  Son, 
Lest  he  grow  angry  and  ye  die ; 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown. 
If  ye  provoke  his  jealousy. 

10  His  storms  shall  drive  you  quick  to  hell, 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  dust ; 
Happy  the  souls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  trust. 

psalm  3.     CM. 

Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed  ;  or,  God  our  Defence  from  Sin  and  Satan. 

MY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  I 
How  fast  my  foes  increase ! 
Conspiring  my  eternal  death, 
They  break  my  present  peace. 

%  The  lying  tempter  would  persuade 
There's  no  relief  in  heaven, 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appeat 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 


PSALM   3.  11 

3  But  thou,  my  glory,  and  my  strength, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  silence  all  my  threat'ning  guilt. 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 

4  [I  cried,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  listening  ear; 
I  call'd  my  Father,  and  my  God, 
And  he  subdued  my  fear. 

5  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes ; 
I  woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repose.] 

6  What  though  the  hosts  of  death  and  hell 

All  arm'd  against  me  stood  : 
Terrors  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul. 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arise,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  sing; 
My  God  hath  broke  the  serpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  lost  his  sting. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  save ; 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here,, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

PSALM  3.      v.  1—5,  8.     L.  M. 


rning  Psalm. 


OLORD  how  many  are  my  foes, 
In  this  w7eak  state  of  flesh  and  blood ! 
My  peace  they  daily  discompose, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 
%  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  evening  cry ; 
Thou  heard'st  when  I  began  to  pray. 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 


12  PSALM  4. 

3  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  aid 

I  laid  me  down  and  slept  secure, 

Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid, 

Though  I  should  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

4  But  God  sustain'd  me  all  the  night  ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong 

He  rais'd  my  head  to  see  the  light, 
And  make  his  praise  my  morning  song. 

PSALM  4.  /  v.  1—3.  5—7.     L.  M. 

Hearing  if  Prayer ;  or,  God  our  Portion,  and  Christ  our  Hope. 

OGOD  of  grace  and  righteousness, 
Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain : 
Thou  hast  enlarg'd  me  in  distress, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  shame ; 
How  long  will  scoffers  love  to  lie, 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  ? 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  saints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  beside ; 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  that  died. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thousand  works  of  righteousness, 
We  put  our  trust  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, 

"  Who  will  bestow  some  earthly  good?" 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray ; 
Our  souls  desire  this  heavenly  food. 

6  Then  shall  my  cheerful  powers  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favours  so  divine, 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn  and  all  their  wine. 


PSALM  4,  O.  13 

PSALM  4.     v.  3—5.  8.     C.  ftL 


Jin  '-.'!:  tine  Psalm. 


IORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 
^   I  am  for  ever  thine  : 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day. 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head 

From  cares  and  business  free, 
Tis  sweet  conversing  on  ray  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos 'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 
psalm  5.     CM. 

For  the  Lord's  Day  Mcrning. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dw7ell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 


14  PSALM    O. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

PAUSE. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  feet  astray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  base  design 
To  make  my  soul  their  prey. 

7  Lord,  crush  the  serpent  of  the  dust, 

And  all  his  plots  destroy ; 
While  those  that  in  thy  mercy  trust 
For  ever  shout  for  joy. 

8  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name 

Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfill'd ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favour  as  a  shield. 

psalm  6.     c.  M. 

Complaintii  Sickness ;  or,  Diseases  healed. 

IN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
Withdraw  the  dreadful  storm ; 
Not  let  thy  fury  grow  so  hot, 
Against  a  feeble  worm. 

2  My  soul's  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares. 

My  flesh  with  pain  opprest ; 
My  couch  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  forbid  my  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days  ; 

I  waste  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass, 
Till  the  slow  morning  rise. 

4  Shall  I  be  still  afflicted  more  ? 

Mine  eyes  consum'd  with  grief? 
How  long,  my  God.  how  long  before 
Thy  hand  affords  relief? 


PSALM   6.  15 

5  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  speak, 

He  pities  all  our  groans, 
He  saves  us  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  sovereign  word 

Restores  our  fainting  breath  ; 
For  silent  graves  praise  not  the  Lord? 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 
psalm  6.     L.  M. 

Temptations  in  Sickness  overcome. 

LORD,  I  can  suffer  thy  rebukes, 
When  thou  with  kindness  dost  chastise; 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  against  me  rise  ! 

2  Pity  my  languishing  estate, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  that  I  feel ; 

The  wounds  thy  heavy  hand  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal ! 

3  See  how  I  pass  my  weary  days, 

In  sighs  and  groans  ;  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  water 'd  with  my  tears  ; 
My  grief  consumes,  and  dims  my  sight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn ! 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long? 
When  shall  thine  hour  of  grace  return? 
When  shall  I  make  thy  grace  my  song? 

5  I  feel  my  flesh  so  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  despair ; 
But  graves  can  never  praise  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  dust  and  silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  soul, 
And  all  despairing  thoughts  depart ; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  ease  my  flesh  and  cheer  my  heart. 


1>SALM  7. 
PSALM  7.      C.  M. 

G  hPs  Care  tif  -.  s  People,  a  il  Punishment  of  Prrsiciitarr. 

A  y| Y  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  friend, 
JLV1L  My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend 
From  these  that  seek  my  blood. 

2  With  insolence  and  fury  they 

My  soul  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no  deliverer's  near. 

3  If  I  indulge  in  thoughts  unjust, 

And  wish  and  seek  their  wo, 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lay  mine  honour  low. 

4  If  there  were  malice  hid  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes ; 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 

5  Arise,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and  power  control ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliverance  for  my  soul. 
pause. 

6  [Let  sinners  and  their  wicked  rage 

Be  humbled  to  the  dust ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  just? 

7  He  knowrs  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 

He  will  defend  th'  upright : 
His  sharpest  arrows  he  ordains 
Against  the  sons  of  spite. 

8  For  me  their  malice  dug  a  pit, 

But  there  themselves  are  cast ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  mischief  light 
On  their  own  heads  at  last.] 


PSALM    8.  17 

9  That  cruel  persecuting  race 

Must  feel  his  dreadful  sword : 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  praise  the  grace 
And  justice  of  the  Lord. 

psalm  8.     s.  M. 

God's  Sovereignly  a  --•'  Goodness      :nd  Man's  Dovr'nien  over  the  Creature*. 

OLORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thv  name  is  all  divine ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 

I  raise  my  wondVing  eyes, 
And  see  the  moon  complete  in  light 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies: 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars, 

And  all  their  shining  forms, 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthless  thing, 
A-kin  to  dust  and  worms? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man, 

That  thou  should'st  love  him  so  ? 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 

While  beasts  like  slaves  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  are ! 

How  wond'rous  are  thy  ways: 
Of  dust  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praise. 

7  [Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes 

And  sucklings  thou  canst  draw 
Surprising  honours  to  thy  name, 
And  strike  the  world  with  awe. 

9. 


38  PSALM   8. 

8  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine : 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine.] 

psalm  8.     c.  M. 

Christ's  Condcs'  -nsion  and  Giorificalicn  ;  or,  Godmadt  Man. 

OLoRD,our  Lord  ,how  wondrous  great 
Is  thine  exalted  name ! 
The  dories  of  thv  heavenly  state 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 

The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky, 

Those  moving;  worlds  of  light : 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  shouldst  visit  him  with  grace. 
And  love  his  nature  so  ? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  should  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  save  a  dying  worm  ? 

5  [Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 

And  men  would  not  adore, 
Th'  obedient  seas  and  fishes  own 
His  Godhead  and  his  power. 

6  The  waves  lay  spread  beneath  his  feet : 

And  fish,  at  his  command, 
Brought  their  large  shoals  to  Peter's  net. 
And  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  These  humbler  glories  of  the  Son, 

Shone  through  the  fleshlv  cloud : 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confess  him  God.] 


PSALM  8.  19 

3  Let  him  be  erown'd  with  majesty 
Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death ; 
And  be  his  honours  sounded  high 
By  all  things  that  have  breath. 
3  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 
Is  thine  exalted  name ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

PSALM    8.     V.     1,     2.        PARAPHRASED. 

FIRST  TART.  L.    M. 

Tht  Kosannn  o'  the  Chl'dreH  ;  or.  [n'nnts  praisiop  God. 

ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Thro'the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  spread, 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rise 
O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  made. 

2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monument  of  honour  raise  ; 
And  babes,  with  uninstructed  tongue 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

3  Thy  power  assists  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground, 
To  still  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policy  confound. 

4  Children  amidst  thy  temple  throng 
To  see  their  great  Redeemer's  face ; 
The  son  of  David  is  their  song, 
And  young  hosannas  fill  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  scribes  and  angry  priests 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring ; 
Revenge  sits  silent  in  their  breasts, 
While  Jewish  babes  proclaim  their  king. 

PSALM     8.      V.    3,    Lc.       PARAPHRASED. 

SECOND  PART.  L.  M. 

Jifnm  and  Christ,  lords  of  tht  Old  and  Kew  Creation. 

LORD,whatwasman,whenmadeat  first, 
Adam  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 


20  PSALM   9. 

That  thou  should'st  set  him  and  his  race 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place? 

2  That  thou  should'st  raise  his  nature  so> 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below; 
Mole  every  beast  and  bird  submit, 
And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  O,  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state! 
What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn 
Who  condescended  to  be  born ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made, 
See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead, 
To  save  a  ruin'd  world  from  sin ; 
Yet  he  shall  reign  with  power  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come  redeem 'd  from  all 
The  miseries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made  and  glorious,  shall  submit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

PSALM     9.       FIRST  PART.         C.  M. 

Width  and  Mercy  from  the  Judgment  Seat 

WITH  my  wholeheartl'll  raise  my  song, 
Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim : 
Thou,  the  great  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness. 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  opprest, 
To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  The  men,  that  know  thy  name,  will  trust 

In  thine  abundant  grace  : 


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PSALM    V.  21 

And  thou  wilt  ne'er  forsake  the  just, 

Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word, 

And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

PSALM  9.     v.  lft.      SECOND  PART.        C.  M. 
Thi  Wisdom  and  Equity  of  Providence 

THEN  the  great  Judge,  supreme  and  just, 
Shall  once  inquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  souls  that  mourn  in  dust, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 
%  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Doth  his  own  children  raise ; 
In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 

3  His  foes  shall  fall  with  heedless  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made ; 
And  sinners  perish  in  the  net 

That  their  own  hands  have  spread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God ! 

Are  thy  deep  counsels  known  ; 
When  men  of  mischief  are  destroy'd, 
The  snare  must  be  their  own. 

PAUSE. 

5  The  wicked  shall  sink  down  to  hell ; 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Against  thy  known  commands. 

6  Though  saints  to  sore  distress  are  brought, 

And  wait  and  long  complain, 
Their  cries  shall  never  be  forgot, 
Nor  shall  their  hopes  be  vain. 

2  * 


22  PSALM    10. 

7  [Rise,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  seat, 

To  judge  and  save  the  poor ; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  men  prevail  no  more. 

8  Thy  thunder  shall  affright  the  proud, 

And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  confess  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

psalm  10.     c.  M. 

Prater  heard,  and.  Sainfs  raved  ;  or.  Pride.  ■iihtisn.  a  d  Oppression  Punishtd. 
(FOR  A  HUMILIATION  DAY  ) 

WrHY  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far, 
And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  distress? 

2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 

Thy  justice  and  thy  power  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  still  thy  saints  devour  ? 

3  They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  sight. 

And  then  insult  the  poor  ; 
They  boast  in  their  exalted  height 
That  they  shall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arise,  O  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 

PAUSE. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 

And  say,  with  foolish  pride, 
Ci  The  God  of  heaven  will  ne'er  engage 
"  To  fight  on  Zion's  side  ?" 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord ; 

And  powerful  is  thy  hand, 
As  when  the  heathen  felt  thy  sword, 
And  perish'd  from  thy  land, 


PSALM  11.  2^ 

7  God  will  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  bow  his  ear  to  hear ; 
He  marks  whate'er  his  children  say. 
And  puts  the  world  in  fear. 

8  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 

No  more  despise  the  just ; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  confess 
They  are  but  earth  and  dust. 

PSALM  11.     L.M. 

God  loves  the  Righteous,  and  fmt<  s  r  1  Wicked. 

MY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  ; 
Why  do  my  foes  insult  and  cry, 
"  Fly  like  a  tim'rous  trembling  dove, 
"  To  distant  woods  or  mountains  fly  ?" 

2  If  government  be  all  destroy 'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace,) 
And  violence  make  justice  void, 
Where  shall  the  righteous  seek  redress  ? 

3  The  Lord  in  heaven  hath  fix'd  his  throne. 
His  eye  surveys  the  world  below ; 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 
His  eyelids  search  our  spirits  through. 

4  If  he  afflicts  his  saints  so  far 

To  prove  their  love  and  try  their  grace, 
What  must  the  bold  transgressors  fear  ? 
His  very  soui  abhors  their  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  shall  rain 
Tempests  of  brimstone,  fire,  and  death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 

Of  Sodom  with  his  angry  breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  souls, 
Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  sincere ; 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 

The  men  that  his  owrn  image  bear. 


24  PSALM  12. 

PSALM  12.   L.M. 

TheSai/iVs  Sifeiy  and  Hope  in    vi.'  'limes;  or,  Sim  of  the  Tcngut  cir.iplaintd  of ;  vU 
Blasphemy.  Falsehood,  <S,-c. 

LORD,  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear, 
Virtue  and  truth  will  fly  away  ; 
A  faithful  man  amongst  us  here, 
Will  scarce  be  found  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  discourse,  when  neighbours  meet, 
Is  fill'd  with  trifles  loose  and  vain ; 
Their  lips  are  flattery  and  deceit, 

And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips,  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long ; 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flattering  and  blaspheming  tongue. 

4  "  Yet  shall  our  words  be  free,"  they  cry ; 
iQ  Our  tongues  shall  be  controll'd  by  none ; 
"  Where  is  the  Lord,  will  ask  us  why ; 

u  Or  say,  our  lips  are  not  our  own?" 

5  The  Lord,  who  sees  the  poor  opprest, 
And  hears  th'  oppressor's  haughty  strain^, 
Will  rise  to  give  his  children  rest, 

Nor  shall  they  trust  his  word  in  vain. 

%  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  tried^ 
Void  of  deceit  shall  still  appear  ; 
Not  silver,  seven  times  purified 
From  dross  and  mixture  shines  so  clear. 

7  Thy  grace  shall  in  the  darkest  hour 
Defend  the  holy  soul  from  harm ; 
Though  when  the  vilest  men  have  power 
On  every  side  will  sinners  swarm. 

PSALM   12.      CM. 

Gcmplaiiii   of  m  general  Corruption  of  Manners ;    or,  the   Promise  and  Signs  of  Christ's 
coming  to  Judgment 

ELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail^ 
Religion  loses  ground ; 


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FSAJuM   lO.  U 

The  sons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 
%  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break. 
Yet  act  the  flatterer's  part : 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  some  hateful  lie, 

How  is  their  fury  stirr'd  ! 
u  Are  not  our  lips  our  own/'  they  cry, 
"  And  who  shall  be  our  Lord?" 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  side, 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Is  rais'd  to  seats  of  power  and  pride^, 
And  bears  the  sword  in  vain. 

PAUSE. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  blasphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found. 
And  love  is  waxing  cold, 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hastening  on  ? 

Hast  thou  not  giv'n  the  sign  ? 
May  we  not  trust  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 

7  "  Yes,"  saith  the  Lord,  "  now  will  I  rise, 

"  And  make  oppressors  flee  ; 

<c  I  shall  appear  to  their  surprise, 

"  And  set  my  servants  free." 

8  Thy  word,  like  silver  seven  times  tried . 

Through  ages  shall  endure  ; 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  confide 
Shall  find  thy  promise  sure. 

psalm  13.     L.  M. 

Pleading  nith  God  vndn  Desertion:  or.  ffopt   ir>   Darkness. 

HOW  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain 
Like  one  that  seeks  his  God  in  vain  ? 


26  PSALM  14. 

Wilt  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide? 
Shall  I  still  pray  and  be  denied  ? 

2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgot 

As  one  whom  thou  regardest  not  ? 

Still  shall  my  soul  thine  absence  mourn? 

And  still  despair  of  thy  return  ? 

3  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast, 
Be  with  these  anxious  thoughts  opprest  ? 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  foe, 
Rejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low  ? 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 
Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 
If  thou  withhold  thy  heavenly  light, 

I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 

5  How  will  the  powers  of  darkness  boast, 
If  but  one  praying  soul  be  lost! 

But  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 
And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 

6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
My  heart  shall  feel  thy  love,  and  raise 
My  cheerful  voice  in  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  13.       C.  M. 

Complaint  under  Temptations  of  the  J)tvit- 

HOW  long  w7ilt  thou  conceal  thy  face, 
My  God.  how  long  delay? 
When  shall  I  feel  those  heavenly  rays 
That  chase  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor  labouring  soul 

Wrestle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  howT  the  prince  of  darkness  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts  ; 


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PSALM  14.  9 

He  spreads  a  mist  around  n 

And  a  his  fiery  dart- 

Be  thou  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shi- 

My  <oul  m  safety  keej 

naste  before  mine  eyes  are  seaTd 

In  death  s  eternal  sleep. 

How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud 

>hould  I  become  his  prey! 
Behold  th  of  hell  grow  proud 

At  thy  so  long  delay. 

6  But  they  -hall  fly  rebuk 

And  Satan  hide  his  head: 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look. 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  display  that  sovereign  grac 

Where  all  my  hopes  have  hei  g 
ijall  em  pic  ip§  in  praise, 

And  victory  shall  be  sung. 

M    14.     FIE5T  PJtRT.         C.  M. 

X  all  religion's  vain, 

There  is  no  God  that  reigns    a  high. 
"  Or  minds  th'  a'ffairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadfiil  and  profane 
Con   pt         ourse  proceeds ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

5  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 
Look'd  down  on  things  belov. 
To  find  the  man  that  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  kn* 

re  all  are  g 
Their  practice  ad  the  > 


$i  PSALM  15. 

There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand,. 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  speak  deceit, 

Their  slanders  never  cease  ; 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet, 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace ! 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin  (that  bitter  root) 

In  every  heart  are  found ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit. 
Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

PSALM    14.     SECOND  PART.         c.  M. 


I;  >;?'  jfer-eat'o s . 


4    RE  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown,r 
.jL_L  That  they  the  saints  devour  ? 
And  never  worship  at  thy  throne, 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  power? 

2  Great  God,  appear  to  their  surprise, 
Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  despise. 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  shame. 

S  Dost  thou  not  dwell  among  the  just? 
And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  should  make  thy  name  our  trust 
Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

4  Oh  !  that  the  joyful  day  were  come 
To  finish  our  distress  i 
When  God  shall  bring  his  children  home; 
Our  songs  shall  never  cease. 

psalm  15.     c.  M. 

Charar-Ur  of  u.  Saint,  or  a  Citizen  '»/  Zio  i    .  Qualifications  of  a  Chrlstiar. 

WHO  shall  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 
O  God  of  holiness? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace  ? 


PSALM   15.  29 

2  The  man  that  walks  in  pious  ways, 

And  works  with  righteous  hands; 
That  trusts  his  Maker's  promises, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  speaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart. 

Nor  slanders  with  his  tongue  ; 
Will  scarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  sinner  he  contemns, 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 
And  tho'  to  his  own  hurt  he  swears, 
Still  he  performs  his  word. 

5  His  hands  disdain  a  golden  bribe, 

And  never  gripe  the  poor : 
This  man  shall  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heaven  secure. 
psalm  15      L.M. 

Religion  and  Justice.  Goodness  and  Truth  ;  or,  Did  es  to  God  and  Man;  or,  theQualifica 
tions  of  a  Christian 

TTS^HO  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 
▼  ▼    Great  God, and  dwell  beforethy  face? 

The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 

And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  : 
2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean; 

Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean ; 

No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong, 
g  [Scarce  will  he  trust  an  ill  report, 

Or  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt ; 

Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise. 

But  saints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes.] 
4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 

And  always  makes  his  promise  good  ; 

»Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  swears, 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears.] 
3 


30  PSALM   16. 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold  : 
Whilst  others  gripe  and  grind  the  poor., 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  that  curse  him  to  his  face ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

PSALM    16.    first  PART.       L.  M. 

Confession  of  our  Poverty  ;  and  Saiitts  tne  bcsi  Company ;  or,  Good  works  profit  Men,  not  God. 

PRESERVE  me.  Lord,  in  time  of  need 
For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  : 
My  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confest 

How  empty  and  how  poor  1  am  : 

My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 

Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  saints  on  earth  may  reap 

Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do  ; 
These  are  the  company  I  keep, 

These  are  the  choicest  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  choose  the  sons  of  mirth 

To  give  a  relish  to  their  wine ; 
I  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth, 

Whose  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

PSALM    16.     SECOND  PART.         L.  M. 

Christ's  All- sufficiency. 

HOW  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise^ 
Who  haste  to  seek  some  idol-god  ! 


PSALM    16.  31 

I  will  not  taste  their  sacrifice. 

Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood. 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 

And  nobler  food  to  live  upon ; 
He  for  my  life  hath  offered  up 
Jesus,  his  best  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feast ; 

By  day  his  counsels  guide  me  right : 
And  be  his  name  for  ever  blest, 

Who  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  night. 

4  I  set  him  still  before  mine  eyes  ; 

At  my  right  hand  he  stands  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  soul  from  all  surprise, 
And  be  my  everlasting  guard. 

PSALM    16.     THIRD  PART.         L.  M. 

Courage  in  D,ath,  and  Hope  of  the  Resurrection. 

TT7HEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong, 
V  V     His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  dust  and  rise  on  high  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wond'rous  way 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow  ; 
And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tasted  here  below) 
Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place. 


f32  PSALM    16. 

PSALM  16.     1—8.      FIRST  PART.      C.  M. 

Suti:>urt  a.id  Counsel  from  God  without  Merit. 

O  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  : 
^   (  In  thee  my  trust  I  place, 
Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deserve  thy  grace. 

2  Yet,  here,  thy  children  to  sustain 

Shall  be  my  lov'd  employ ; 
Thy  children,  first  and  best  of  men, 
My  friends,  my  highest  joy. 

3  Let  heathen  to  their  idols  haste., 

And  worship  wood  or  stone ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup  ; 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  present  gooclj, 
And  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ; 

His  counsels  are  my  light ; 
He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

6  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-seeing  eve  ; 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hope  shall  move 
While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 

PSALM   16.    SECOND  PART.      C.  M. 
Tht  Drnth  and  Rfsvrrection  of  Christ. 

SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
"  He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
My  heart,  and  tongue,  their  joys  express^ 
"  My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 
2  "  My  spirit.  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
Where  souls  departed  are  : 


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PSALM  17.  33 

u  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave 
"  To  see  corruption  there. 

<c  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 
"  And  raise  me  to  thy  throne ; 

"  Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give ; 
"  Thy  presence  joys  unknown." 

[Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  sung, 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 

Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

Jesus,  whom  every  saint  adores, 

Was  crucified  and  slain  ; 
Behold,  the  tomb  its  prey  restores, 

Behold,  he  lives  again  ! 

When  shall  my  feet  arise  and  stand 

On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  sits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 

And  there  the  Father  smiles.] 

PSALM  17.    Ver.  13,  &c.     S.  M. 

Portion  of  Saints  and  Sinners;  or,  Hope  and  Despair  in  Death. 

ARISE,  my  gracious  God, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee ; 
They  are  but  thy  chastising  rod  . 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleasure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  boast  of  all  his  store  ; 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 


34  PSALM    17. 

4  I  shall  behold  the  face 

Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Wash'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heaven  begun 

When  I  awake  from  death, 

Drest  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 

And  draw  immortal  breath. 

psalm  17.     L.  M. 

The  Sinner's  Portion  and  Sainfs  Hope  ;  or    the  Heaven  of  separate  Sculs,  and  the  Resur- 
rection. 

LORD,  I  am  thine  :  but  thou  wilt  prove 
My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love ; 
When  men  of  spite  against  me  join, 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  ; 
'Tis  all  the  happiness  they  know  ; 

'Tis  all  they  seek,  they  take  their  shares^ 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  sinners  value,  I  resign  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  : 
1  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face. 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  hour  !  O  blest  abode  ! 

1  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God ; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

6  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  : 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 


PSALM    18.  35 

PSALM  18.       P.  M.     As  the  nezv  50th.     first  part. 

The  Thanksgiving  of  David  for  deliverance  from  his  Enemies. 

Ver.  1,  2. 

TO  heaven  let  all  my  sacred  passions  move, 
My  trust,  my  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love ; 
God  is  my  hope,  my  strength,  my  rock,  my  tower; 
My  shield  his  favour,  and  my  sword  his  power  : 
All  praise,  all  love,  his  high  perfections  claim; 
Let  endless  glory  celebrate  his  name. 
Ver.  3,  4,  5. 

2  Before  me  death  in  gloomy  terror  rose, 
In  arms  exulting  came  my  banded  foes ; 

Like  floods  tempestuous  thousands  round  me  spread  : 
Roar'd  with  fierce  rage,  and  billow'd  o'er  my  head  ; 
Fear  in  the  front  amaz'd  my  trembling  mind, 
And  sorrow,  death,  and  hell,  advane'd  behind. 
Ver.  6,  7,  8. 

3  In  deep  distress  I  rais'd  my  voice  on  high : 
From  Heaven  he  bow'd  to  hear  the  humble  cry  : 
Then  dread  convulsions  shook  the  solid  ground ; 
Wav'd  the  tall  woods,  and  quak'd  the  hitls  around  ; 
Forth  rush'd  a  smoky  tempest  through  the  skies, 
And  round  all  ether  flames  began  to  rise. 

Ver.   9,  10,  11. 

4  To  earth  he  came  ;  the  heavens  before  him  bow?d  ; 
Beneath  his  feet  deep  midnight  stretch'd  her  shroud  : 
Cherubic  hosts  his  sun-bright  chariot  form ; 

His  wings  the  whirlwind,  and  his  path  the  storm  ; 
Around  his  car  thick  clouds  their  curtains  spread, 
And  wrapp'd  the  concave  in  a  boundless  shade. 
Ver.  12,  13. 

5  Before  his  path  o'erwhelming  splendours  came  ; 
The  clouds  dissolv'd  ;  all  nature  felt  the  flame  ; 
From  his  dark  throne  a  voice  in  thunder  broke  ; 
The  wide  world  trembled  as  th'  Eternal  spoke : 
His  foes  to  vanquish  angry  blasts  conspire, 
Showers  of  dread  hail,  and  coals  of  burning  fire. 

Ver.  14,  15. 

6  Thro'  the  vast  void  his  arrows  wing'd  their  way: 
His  lightnings  blaz'd  insufferable  day ; 


36  PSALM   18. 

Oppress'd,  o'erthrown,  or  scattered  on  the  plain, 
Fled  his  pale  foes,  or  strew'd  the  fields  with  slain ; 
Th'  affrighted  floods  their  secret  channels  show'd, 
And  earth's  disclosed  foundations  own'd  her  God. 

Ver.  16,  17,  19—24. 

7  Trembling  he  snatch'd  me  from  the  realms  of  wo, 
Drew  from  the  pit,  and  sav'd  from  every  foe  : 
Keen  were  their  swords,  and  fierce  their  flaming  ire; 
Their  souls  a  furnace,  and  their  rage  a  fire ; 

*But  God  beheld  and  saw  my  bosom  clean, 
My  tongue  from  falsehood  free,  my  hands  from  sin. 
Ver.  22,  25,  26. 

8  His  holy  word  I  make  my  chief  delight : 
His  laws  are  perfect,  and  his  judgments  right : 
In  him  the  just  a  juster  God  shall  find, 

Pure  to  the  pure,  and  to  the  piteous  kind  ; 
While  froward  lips,  and  froward  hearts  shall  see 
The  rod  of  vengeance  their  reward  from  thee. 

Ver.  27,  29,  33. 

9  Thy  hand  shall  sink  the  proud,  exalt  the  poor, 
And  bid  the  lamp  of  joy  illume  my  door; 
Train  me  to  war,  conduct  me  to  the  field, 

In  peace  my  glory,  and  in  war  my  shield  : 
Wing'd  by  thy  power,  my  feet  thro'  thousands  fly; 
Walls  sink  beneath  me,  and  proud  chieftains  die. 
Ver.  28,  30,  31. 

10  How  perfect  is  thy  way,  Almighty  Lord ! 
Thy  name  how  wond'rous !  how  divine  thy  word ! 
Thou  art  the  Saviour,  thou  the  God  alone, 

The  lamp  of  Zion,  and  of  heaven  the  sun, 
Of  lords  the  Lord,  of  kings  th'  eternal  King; 
My  raptur'd  lips  thy  praise  shall  ever  sing. 

PSALM  18.       P.  M.     As  the  new  50th.     second  part. 

Applied  to  the  American  Revolution. 

TO  bless  the  Lord,  our  God,  in  strains  divine, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  raptur'd  voices  join, 
To  us  what  wonders  his  right  hand  hath  shown  ! 
Mercies,  his  chosen  tribes  have  scarcely  known ! 

*  This  is  spoken  in  a  comparative  sense  only.  David  himself  teaches 
us,  that  neither  himself,  nor  any  other  man,  is  strictly  clean  before  God. 
See  Psalm  14  &  51. 


PSALM  18.  3.T 

Like  David  blest,  begin  th'^nrapturd  song; 
Let  praise  and  joy  awaken  every  tongue. 

2  When,  fnW  to  rage,  against  our  nation  rose 
Chiefs  of  proud  name,  and  bands  of  haughty  foes. 
He  train'd  our  hosts  to  fight,  with  arms  array'd, 
With  health  invigor'd,  and  with  bounty  fed, 
Gave  us  his  chosen  chief  our  sons  to  guide, 
Heard  every  prayer,  and  every  want  supplied. 

Ver.  5,  19   43. 

3  He  gave  their  armies  captives  to  our  hands, 
Or  sent  them  frustrate  to  their  native  lands  ; 
Burst  the  dark  snare,  disclos'd  the  miry  pit, 
And  ]ed  to  broad,  safe  grounds  our  sliding  feet : 
Bounteous  for  us  extended  regions  won, 

The  fairest  empire  spread  beneath  the  sun. 
Ver.  18.  35,  39,  43 

4  When  dark  and  threatening,  civil  broils  arose, 
Each  hope  grew  dim,  and  friends  were  chang'd  to  foes., 
God  was  our  stay,  our  help,  our  heavenly  shield  ; 
His  grace  preserv'd  us,  and  his  arm  upheld, 

Sav'd  us  from  tumults  dire,  and  deep  distress, 
Enlarg'd  our  blessings,  and  confirm'd  our  peace. 
Ver.  44,  45. 

5  No  more  against  our  land  shall  strangers  rise, 
But  fade,  anil  fade  beneath  avenging  skies  : 
Pleas'd,  the  fierce  heathen  yield  to  happier  sway, 
The  groping  savage  hail  the  gospel  day  ; 

Low  sink  the  proud,  the  sons  of  blood  be  slain, 
Nor  injur' d  Zion  lift  her  cries  in  vain. 
Ver.  49.  50. 

6  But,  O  thou  Power  belov'd  !  our  shores  around 
Be  every  virtue,  every  blessing  found  : 

Here  bid  thy  seasons  crown  the  fruitful  plain, 
Here  bid  fair  peace  extend  her  blissful  reign  ; 
Let  laws,  let  justice,  hold  perpetual  sway, 
The  soul  unfetterd,  and  the  conscience  free. 

7  With  clearest  splendour,  here,  let  knowledge  shine ; 
Here  every  glory  beam  from  truth  divine  ; 

To  Jesus'  call  the  soul  obsequious  bend  ; 
Grace  from  thy  Spirit  in  rich  showers  descend  ; 


38  PSALM  18. 

Nations  each  day  ascend  the  bright  abode, 
And  boundless  praise  unceasing  rise  to  God. 

PSALM  18.      Ver.  1—6.  15—13.     first  part.     L.  M. 

L  e'iverancefrom  Despair;  er,  Tcvijtations  overcome. 

THEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength, 
My  rock,  my  tower,  my  high  defence ; 
Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust, 
For  I  have  found  salvation  thence. 

2  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  dismal  shade  ; 
While  floods  of  high  temptations  rose, 
And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid. 

3  I  saw  the  opening  gates  of  hell, 
With  endless  pains  and  sorrows  there, 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell) 
While  I  was  hurried  to  despair. 

4  In  my  distress  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine ; 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint, 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode ; 
Awful,  and  bright  as  lightning,  shone 
The  face  of  my  deliverer,  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  blast  of  his  Almighty  breath  : 
He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  depths  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  strength,  andmoretheirrage: 
But  Christ,  my  Lord,  is  conq'ror  still, 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  wage. 

8  My  song  for  ever  shall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  ; 


PSALM  IS.  39 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 

PSALM  18.    Ver.  20—26.     second  part.     L.  M. 

Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 

LORD,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere. 
Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  ; 
Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 
And  thou  hast  own'd  my  righteous  cause. 

2  Since  I  have  learn 'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face  : 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  heart. 

3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest ! 
What  wars  and  strugglings  in  my  breast  i 
But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  against  my  darling  sin. 

4  That  sin  that  close  besets  me  still, 
That  works  and  strives  against  my  will ; 
When  shall  thy  spirit's  sov'reign  power 
Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  more  ? 

5  [With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  ; 
The  kind  and  faithful  souls  shall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  just  and  pure  shall  ever  say, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  just  than  they : 
And  men  that  love  revenge  shall  know 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too.] 

PSALM  18.    Ver.  30,  31—34,  35—46,  £c 

THIRD  PART.       L.  M. 

Rejoicing  »'»  God ;  or,  Salvation  and  Triumph. 

JUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
Great  Rock  of  my  secure  abode  : 
Who  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord  ? 
Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 


40  PSALM   18. 

2  'Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield  ; 
And,  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 

3  He  lives  (and  blessed  be  my  Rock) 
The  God  of  my  salvation  lives  ; 
The  dark  designs  of  hell  he  broke  ; 
SwTeet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 

4  Before  the  scotfers  of  the  age, 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name  ; 

Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  shame. 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  seed 
Thy  grace  for  ever  shall  extend  ; 

Thy  love  to  saints,  in  Christ  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 

PSALM    18      FIRST  PART.  CM. 

Victory  and  Triumph  over  temporal  Enemies 

WE  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd  ; 
Thou  art  our  strength,  our  heavenly  tower, 
Our  bulwark  and  our  shield. 

2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  rock, 

And  find  a  sure  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  salvation  thence. 

3  When  God,  our  leader,  shines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 

The  lightning  of  his  spear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

And  angels  in  array 
In  million^  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And  swift  as  flames  obey. 


PSALM  18.  41 

5  He  speaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  dismay  'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  generals  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  skill : 
Gives  them  his  awful  sword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  steel. 

7  [He  arms  our  captains  to  the  fight, 

(Though  there  his  name's  forgot ;) 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 
When  Cyrus  knew  him  not.] 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blest 

For  his  own  children's  sake ; 
The  powers  that  give  his  people  rest, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

PSALM    18.     SECOND  PART.         C.  M. 

T'ic  Cf7iq:i(ror''s  S:ng. 

^O  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors.  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  strength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 
And  break  united  powers; 

Or  burn  their  boasted  fleets,  or  scale 
The  proudest  of  their  towers. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  field, 
And  trod  them  to  the  ground ; 

While  thy  salvation  was  our  shield^ 
And  they  no  shelter  found! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  saints  they  cry, 
And  perish  in  their  blood ; 

Where  is  a  rock  so  great,  so  high; 
So  powerful,  as  our  God  ? 
4 


T 


42  PSALM  19. 

5  The  Rock  of  Israel  ever  lives; 
His  name  be  ever  blest ; 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  vict'ry  give^ 
And  gives  his  people  rest. 

PSALM  19.      P.  M.     As  the  148*ft. 

The  Glory  of  God  seen  in  Creation. 

OLORD,  our  Lord  most  high., 
In  heaven  thy  glories  shine. 
And  all  this  lower  sty 
Unfolds  thy  skill  divine. 
Thy  wisdom  there, 
And  power  sublime  through  every  clime* 
Thy  works  declare. 

%  Each  day  proclaims  thy  hand 
To  earth's  admiring  throng ; 
Each  night  from  land  to  land 
Repeats  the  solemn  song. 
The  pale  moon  shines 
With  silver  rays,  and  writes  thy  praise 
In  fairest  lines. 

3  Like  a  young  bridegroom  drest 

Comes  forth  the  morning  sun, 
And,  as  a  champion  blest, 
Delights  his  race  to  run. 
O'er  seas  and  isles 
His  warmth  extends,  to  heaven's  far  ends 
His  glory  smiles. 

4  Beneath  the  kindly  ray 

All  nature's  realms  rejoice  ; 
All  join  the  solemn  lay, 

And  lift  their  grateful  voice. 
The  sea  and  shore, 
The  morn  and  even,  and  earth  and  heaven 
Their  God  adore. 


* 


PSALM  19.  43 

>  What  though  no  voice,  nor  sound/* 
Be  heard  from  yonder  sky, 
A  nobler  speech  is  found 
By  virtue's  raptur'd  eye. 
To  God's  great  hand, 
The  chorus  cries,  let  songs  arise 
From  every  land. 

PAUSE. 

But  fairer  splendours  beam 
From  every  gospel  line, 
And  teach  th'  Eternal  name 
In  language  more  divine. 
To  humble  hearts, 
That  seek  thy  face,  renewing  grace 
Thy  truth  imparts. 

How  pure  thy  perfect  word! 
That  lamp  to  wand'ring  feet ; 
'  What  peace  thy  laws  afford ! 
Thy  promises  how  sweet ! 
A  rich  reward 
Thy  statutes  give,  and  bid  me  live, 
And  serve  the  Lord. 

Not  honey  so  delights, 

Nor  heaps  of  gold  refin'd  : 
No  pleasure  so  invites 

The  pure  and  pious  mind. 
Her  erring  thoughts 
Teach  thou  my  soul,  and  make  me  whole 

From  secret  faults. 
From  each  presumptuous  way 

My  w7andering  feet  restrain  : 
So  shall  my  life  be  free 

From  every  fatal  stain. 

*  Addisos. 


U  PSALM  1^. 

Oh  make  me  see, 
Thou  God  of  grace,  my  thoughts  and  ways 
Approv'd  by  thee! 

PSALM   19.     FIRST    PART.         S.  M. 

The  Book  of  Natu  e  and  Scripture, 
(FOR  A  LORD'S  DAY  MORNING.) 

BEHO  LD  the  lofty  sky 
Declares  its  maker,  God ! 
And  all  the  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

2  The  darkness  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  course  the  same ; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night, 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ev'ry  different  land, 

Their  general  voice  is  known  ; 
They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  western  lands,  rejoice, 

Here  he  reveals  his  ward ; 
We  are  not  left  to  Nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 

Are  set  before  our  eyes ; 
He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands. 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

Q  His  laws  are  just  and  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit ; 
His  promises  for  ever  sure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  honey  to  the  taste 

Affords  so  much  delight ; 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  pass'd 
So  much  allures  the  sight. 


PSALM  19.  45 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim; 
Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 

PSALM    19.     SECOND  PART.         S.  M. 

God's  Word  most  excellent;  or,  Sincerity  and  Watchfulntss. 
(FOR  A  LORD'S  DAY  MORNING.) 

BEHOLD  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just  ; 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trvist. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ? 
Oh  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven ! 

PAUSE. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  : 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  Oh  !  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 
Yet,  with  a  bold,  presumptuous  mhuL 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

7  Warn  me  of  every  sin, 

Forgive  my  secret  faults  : 
4  * 


46  PSALM  19. 

And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine. 
Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thought?, 

8  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad ; 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song. 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

psalm  19.     L.  M. 

The  Books  of  Nature  and  Scripture  compared  ;  or,  the  Glory  and  Success  of  the  Gospc'. 

THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ; 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thv  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view; 
In  souls  renew'd  and  sins  forgiven ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heave il 


PSALM  19.  47 

PSALM  19.    To  the  Tune  of  the  113*6  Psalm. 

T'i-  Book »f  Natun  a  &  Si  rip  nn 

Gre  \TGod,the  heav'n's  well-order 'd  frame 
Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name : 
There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine ; 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear 
Of  boundless  power,  and  skill  divine. 
%  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  read  : 
With  silent  eloquence  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 
And  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  jemmies  of  the  sun, 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice : 
The  sun,  like  some  young  bridegroom  drest. 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  east, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  smiles,  and  speaks  his  maker,  God ; 

All  nature  joins  to  show  thy  praise : 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  shines ; 
Fair  is  the  book  of  Nature's  lines ; 

But  fairer  is  thy  book  of  grace. 

PAUSE. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distrest ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray, 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest 

6  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw : 


48'  PSALM  20. 

These  are  my  study  and  delight : 
Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 
I\or  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  past/ 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

7  Thy  threat 'nings  wake  my  slumb'ring  eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

8  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace 

And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

psalm  20.     L.  M. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  Victory. 
(FOR  A  DAY  OF   PRAYER  IN  TIME  OF  WAR  ) 

NOW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ! 
Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 
And  brings  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 

%  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 
Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls  : 
He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
Succour  and  strength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 

4  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope, 
And  in  the  name  of  Israel's  God 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up,, 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 


PSALM   21.  49 

5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 
And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts  ; 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  hosts. 

6  [O  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name 
Inspire  our  armies  for  the  fight! 
Our  foes  shall  fall  and  die  with  shame, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  shameful  flight.] 
Now  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  strong, 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 

psalm  21.     c.  M. 

Rules  ir    fu  tart  of  Heav-n 

OUR  Rulers,  Lord,  with  songs  of  praise, 
Shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice, 
And,  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 
%  Thy  sure  defence,  through  nations  rounds 
Has  spread  their  honours  far  ; 
And  their  successful  measures  crown'd, 
Alike  in  peace  and  war. 

3  Then  let  them  still  on  God  rely, 

For  wisdom,  and  for  grace  ; 
His  mercy  shall  their  wants  supply, 
And  save  our  happy  race. 

4  But,  righteous  Lord,  thy  stubborn  foes 

Shall  quake  through  all  their  bands  ; 
Thy  vengeful  arm  shall  find  out  those 
That  hate  thy  mild  commands. 

5  When  thou  against  them  dost  engage, 

Thy  just  but  dreadful  doom 
Shall,  like  a  fiery  oven's  rage, 
Their  hopes  and  them  consume. 


6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 
And  thus  exalt  thy  fame ; 
Whilst  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare, 
For  thine  Almighty  name. 

psalm  21.  1—9.    l.  ?»r. 

Ch    si  txaUtd  to  the  Kingdom. 

DAVID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  strength, 
Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  grace. 
But  Christ,  the  Son,  appears  at  length, 
Fultils  the  triumph  and  the  praise. 

2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy 

In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand  ! 
Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  high,. 
And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Whate'er  he  wills  thy  goodness  gives, 

Nor  doth  the  least  request  withhold  : 
Blessings  attend  him  while  he  lives, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Around  his  sacred  temples  shine  : 

Th'  Eternal's  uncreated  rays  ; 
All  power  is  his,  and  grace  divine, 
And  length  of  everlasting  days. 

5  And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat  and  burning  coals, 

Thy  vengeance  shall  consume  his  foes, 

Thy  wrath  devour  their  guilty  souls. 

PSALM  22.     1—16.   FIRST  PART.        CM. 
TJh  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Christ. 

WHY  hath  my  God  my  soul  forsook, 
Nor  will  a  smile  afford? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguish  spoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 
Among  thy  praising  saints, 


PSALM  22.  si 

Yet  thou  canst  hear  a  groan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trusted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  deliv'rance  found; 
But  I'm  a  worm,  despis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head  they  pass  me  by, 

And  laugh  my  soul  to  scorn  : 
■"  In  vain  he  trusts  in  God,"  they  cry, 
"  Neglected  and  forlorn." 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  flesh. 

By  thine  almighty  word ; 
And  since  I  hung  upon  the  breast 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  father  hide  his  face 

When  foes  stand  threat 'ning  round.. 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
And  not  a  helper's  found  ? 

PAUSE. 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
As  bulls  of  Bashan  tierce  and  strong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 

8  From  earth  and  hell  my  sorrows  meet, 

To  multiply  the  smart; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet,, 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  sovereign  hand  let  loose 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruise 
The  Son  he  loves  so  well  ? 

10  My  God,  if  possible  it  be, 

Withhold  this  bitter  cup  : 


52  PSALM   22. 

But  I  resign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  sorrows  up. 

11  My  heart  dissolves  with  pangs  unknown., 

In  groans  1  waste  my  breath ; 
Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  dust  of  death. 

12  Father,  I  give  my  spirit  up, 

And  trust  it  in  thine  hand  ; 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope, 
And  n»e  at   ir\  command. 

PSxYLM  22.   20,  21.  27—31.     second  pakt.     C.  M. 

Christ's  Swffi  -    - 

"VTOW  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage, 
Xrl   '■  O  Lord,  protect  thy  Son, 
*  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 

"  The  powers  of  hell  alone." 
%  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  pray, 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears ; 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 

And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

3  Great  was  the  vict'ry  of  his  death, 

His  throne  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
ShaU  worship  or  shall  die. 

4  A  num'rous  offspring  must  arise 

From  his  expiring  groans ; 
They  shall  be  reckon 'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 

His  table  richly  spread  ; 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 

Of  our  incarnate  God? 


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PSALM  22,  23.  S3 

And  nations  yet  unborn-  profess 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 
psalm  22.     l.  M. 

Christ's  Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 

NOW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 

B  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads  and  laugh'd  in  scorn  : 
"  He  rescued  others  from  the  grave, 
"  Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save. 

3  "  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
"  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend ! 
"  If  God  the  blessed  lov'd  him  so, 

"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?" 

4  Barbarous  people !  cruel  priests ! 

How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts:; 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power. 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 
Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 
0  But  God  his  father  heard  his  cry ; 

Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 
PSALM  23.  L.  M. 

Gud  ivr  Shepherd. 

|\/TY  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord ; 
!.▼  1  Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supplied ; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  safety  and  my  guide* 

5 


54  PSALM  T6. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest: 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food's  divinely  blest. 

3  My  wand'ring  {eet  his  ways  mistake: 
But  he  restores  my  soul  to  peace. 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteousness. 

4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  valev 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 

My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  the  darkness  and  the  deeps 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  stay  ; 
Thy  staff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

6  The  sons  of  earth  and  sons  of  hell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodness,  and  repine 
To  see  my  table  spread  so  well 
With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condescends  to  rest ! 
'Tis  a  divine  anointing,  shed 
Like  oil  of  gladness  at  a  feast. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  household  all  their  days : 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  seek  his  face,  and  sing  his  praise.] 

psalm  23.     CM. 

MY  shepherd  will  supply  my  need, 
Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream, 


PSALM  23.  S3 

2  He  brings  my  wandring  spirit  back- 

When  I  forsake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercv's  sake 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  of  death; 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay  ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days  ; 
Oh  may  thy  house  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praise ! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 

(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  stranger  nor  a  guest, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

psalm  23*     s.  M. 

THE  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 
I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  1  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows., 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  wa}r, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 


M  PSALM  24. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  deaths  dark  shade. 
My  shepherd's  with  me  there, 
3  In  spite  of  all  my  foes 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread, 
My  cup  with  bless'ngs  overflows^ 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

$  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days  : 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove^ 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 
psalm  24.     c.  M. 

Dwelling  ntith  God. 

THE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
With  Adams  num'rous  race  ; 
He  rais'd  its  arches  oer  the  floods^ 
And  built  it  on  the  seas. 

2  But  who  among  the  sons  of  men 

May  visit  thine  abode  ? 
He  that  hath  hands  from  mischief  cleaii. 
Whose  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rise  and  take 

The  blessings  of  his  grace  ; 
This  is  the  lot  of  those  that  seek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Nowr  let  our  soul's  immortal  powers 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 
Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors, 
The  King  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  glory  !  who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might  ? 
He  rules  the  nations  ;  but  to  dwell 
With  saints  is  his  delight. 


T 


psalm  24,  25,  &7 

PSALM  24.   L.  M. 

Saints  dn<:!t  in  Heaven;  or    Christ's  Ascension. 

HIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
And  men  and  worms,  and  beasts  and  birds. 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 

I  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky  ; 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  his  maker,  God  ? 

5  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  sin, 
Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean, 
Him  shall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

1  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 

PAUSE. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high. 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  : 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

3  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  displav 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  : 
Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  conqu'ror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 
To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode, 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

PSALM  25.     1—11.      FIRST  PART.      S.  M. 

Waiting  for  Pardon  and   Direction. 

LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 
My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 
5  * 


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PSALM  25. 

Let  not  my  foes  that  seek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 

2  Sin  and  the  powers  of  hell 

Persuade  me  to  despair  ; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  cov'nant  well, 
That  I  may  'scape  the  snare. 

3  From  the  first  dawning  light 

Till  the  dark  evening  rise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever-longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  : 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind, 

The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways  : 
And  ev'ry  humble  sinner  find 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  own  goodness  sake 

He  saws  my  soul  from  shame  ; 
He  pardons  (tho'  my  guilt  be  great) 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  25     ]2 — 14.  10 — 13.     second  part.     S.  M. 

Divine  Imtrvction. 

J  HERE  shall  the  man  be  found 
That  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sounds 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 
The  secrets  of  his  heart, 
The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  show. 
And  all  his  love  impart. 


PSALM  25.  69 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 

Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 
With  such  as  in  his  cov'nant  stand,. 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease 

Before  their  Maker's  face, 
Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises 
In  their  extensive  grace, 

PSALM  25.     15—22.      THIRD  PART.      S.  M, 

Distress  of  Soul ;  or,  Backsliding  and  Desertion. 

MINE  eyes  and  my  desire 
Are  ever  to  the  Lord  ; 
I  love  to  plead  his  promises 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul, 

Bring  thy  salvation  near  ; 
When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  snare  ? 

3  When  shall  the  so v 'reign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God, 
Restore  me  from  those  dang'rous  ways 
My  wand  ring  feet  have  trod  ? 

4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 

Doth  but  enlarge  my  wo  ; 
My  spirit  languishes,  my  heart 
Is  desolate  and  low. 

5  With  ev'ry  morning  light 

My  grief  anew  begins  ; 
Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain\ 
And  pardon  all  my  sins. 

PAUSE. 

6  Behold  the  hosts  of  hell, 

How  cruel  is  their  hate ! 


60  PSALM   26. 

Against  my  life  they  rise,  and  join 
Their  fury  with  deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  soiil  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame, 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

8  With  humble  faith  I  wait 

To  see  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  Israel  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

psalm  26.     L.*f. 

Self- Examination  ;  or,  Evidences  of  Grace. 

JUDGE  me,  O  Lord, and  prove  my  ways, 
And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart : 
My  faith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  sit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

3  Among  thy  saints  will  I  appear 
With  hands  well  wash'd  in  innocence ; 
But  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell ; 
There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  soul  be  join'd  at  last 
With  men  of  treacherv  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  past 
Among  the  saints  and  near  my  God. 


PSALM   27.  61 

PSALM  27.    1—6.      FIRST  PART.      C.  M. 

The  Church  is  our  Delight  an  '  S«/e(y. 

THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
And  my  salvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  strength  ;  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires  ; 

Oh  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  .still  : 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

PSALM  27.    8,  9.  13,  14.     second  part.     C.  3\T. 

Prayer  and  Hope. 

SOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
"  Ye  children  seek  my  grace/' 
My  heart  replied,  without  delay, 
"  I'll  seek  my  Father's  face/' 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away  ; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fty  to  thee 
In  a  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  deai'% 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 


G2  PSALM   28. 

Mv  God  would  make  mv  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  believ'd, 
Thy  grace  would  soon  provide  relief, 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

psalm  28.     L.  M. 

Prayer  and  Praise,  to  God  j  or  Deliverance  from  Tunptations  and  Enemies. 

OGOD  of  grace,  my  cry  attend  ! 
Lest,  like  the  sons  of  guilt  become, 
Beguird  by  Satan,  I  descend 

With  hopeless  wretches  to  the  tomb. 

2  To  thee  my  humble  sighs  arise  : 

My  lifted  hands  wilt  thou  regard ; 
And  let  my  penitence  and  cries 
Find  in  thy  house  a  rich  reward. 

3  Oh  save  my  soul  from  shame  and  sin ; 

Nor  let  my  heedless  footsteps  go 
Where  harden'd  wretches  swift  decline 
DowTn  the  broad  way  to  endless  wo. 

4  While  peace  their  flattering  lips  proclaim. 

And  love  profess,  and  hope  impart ; 
Thev  blast  their  neighbour's  honest  fame. 
And  wing  their  arrows  to  his  heart. 

3  But,  while  they  plant  the  secret  snare, 
Thy  searching  eyes  their  path  regard, 
Thy  hands  their  dreadful  doom  prepare, 
And  mete  their  guilt  its  just  reward. 


PSALM    28.  63 

•3  Because  their  hearts  thy  works  despise, 

Thy  works  of  wisdom,  grace,  and  power. 
Thy  hands,  regardless  of  their  cries, 

Shall  sink  them,  that  they  rise  no  more. 

PAUSE. 

7  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  heard  my  prayer, 
The  Lord,  my  shield,  my  help,  my  song, 
Who  sav'd  my  sou!  from  sin  and  fear, 
And  tun'd  with  praise  my  thankful  tongue. 
B  In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
By  foes  beset,  of  death  afraid, 
My  spirit  trusted  in  his  grace, 

And  sought,  and  found  his  heavenly  aid. 
d  O  blest  Redeemer  of  mankind ! 

Thy  Shield,  thy  saving  Strength,  shall  be 
The  shield,  the  strength  of  every  mind, 
That  loves  his  name,  and  trusts  in  thee. 

10  Remember,  Lord,  thy  chosen  seed  ; 

Israel  defend  from  guilt  and  wo  ; 
Thy  flock  in  richest  pastures  feed, 

And  guard  their  steps  from  every  foe. 

11  Zion  exalt;  her  cause  maintain; 

With  peace  and  joy  her  courts  surround  ; 
In  showers  let  endless  blessings  rain, 
And  saints  eternal  praise  resound. 

psalm  28.     c.  if. 

Prajir  ar.d  Praise  fur  Dt'iveranie from  evil  Companions 

TO  thee,  my  King,  my  God  of  grace, 
I  lift  my  humble  cry. 
Let  not  my  poor,  desponding  soul 
With  impious  wretches  die. 
I  Withdraw  me  from  the  path  of  guilt, 
Nor  let  my  soul  be  join  d 
With  men' of  violence  and  fraud, 
Th'  unthankful  and  unkind. 


64  PSALM   29. 

3  With  honey'd  lips,  and  guileful  tongue, 

They  charm  the  wretch  astray, 
And  lure  his  heedless  feet  to  death, 
Along  the  flowery  way. 

4  For  me  they  dug  the  secret  pit, 

And  form  d  the  hidden  snare  ; 
Thoughtless  I  followed  where  they  led, 
]Nor  saw  destruction  near. 

5  My  heart  with  agonizing  prayer 

Besought  the  Lord  to  save  ; 
Unoeen  he  seiz'd  my  trembling  hand. 
And  brought  me  from  the  grave. 

6  He  broke  the  charm  which  drew  my  feet 

To  darkness  and  the  dead  ; 
From  lips  profane,  and  tongues  impure, 
With  quivering  steps  I  fled. 

7  Homeward  I  flew  to  find  my  God, 

And  seek  his  face  divine, 
Restor  d  to  peace,  to  hope,  to  life, 
To  Zion's  friends,  and  mine. 

8  My  lips  thy  wond'rous  works  shall  sing, 

My  heart  adore  thy  grace; 
Henceforth  be  love  my  sweet  employ, 
And  all  my  pleasure  praise. 
psalm  29.     L.  M. 

Storm  and  Thunder 

GIVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 
Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power, 
Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

&  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
Over  the  ocean  and  the  land  ; 
His  voice  divides  the  watVy  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command 


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PSALM  29.  65 

3  He  speaks,  and  tempest,  hail,  and  wind, 

Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around  ; 
The  tearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 

And  lo,  the  stately  cedars  break  ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 
The  valleys  roar,  the  deserts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  on  the  flood, 

The  thund'rer  reigns  for  ever  kino- ; 
But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 

6  In  gentler  language,  there  the  Lord 

The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts  : 
Amid  the  raging  storm,  his  word 

Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

PSALM  29.       P.  M.    As  the  new  50th.  Storm  and  Thunder. 

"VT'E  chiefs,  and  kings,  to  God  your  voices  raise, 
X    To  him  ascribe  the  glory,  power,  and  praise, 
The  grateful  incense  of  a  contrite  mind, 
With  truth  enlighten'd,  and  by  grace  refin'd  : 
Jehovah  speaks;  through  heaven  his  terrors  roll, 
And  the  vast  concave  shakes  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  O'er  the  dark  world,  when  clouds  the  sky  deform, 
His  ear  the  whirlwind,  and  his  throne  the  storm, 
His  voice  is  heard  ;  astonish'd  at  the  sound, 

Old  ocean  trembles  to  his  farthest  bound  ; 

The  hard  rocks  cleave  ;  the  hills  in  homage  nod ; 

And  the  touch'd  earth  proclaims  the  present  God. 

3  See  groves  of  cedars  lifted  to  the  sky, 
Rent  by  the  flaming  blast,  in  ruin  lie  ! 
Proud  Lebanon,  with  deep  convulsions  riven, 
Bends  his  high  cliffs,  and  owns  the  voice  of  heaven; 
Sad  Sirion  leaps  :  his  deep  foundations  shake; 
The  valleys  heave  :  The  fowling  deserts  quake. 

6 


66  PSALM   30. 

4  There  sink  the  blasted  pines,  their  honours  lost; 
There  oaks  majestic  bow  their  heads  in  dust; 
The  wasted  forest  opes  its  dark  abodes, 

Shorn  all  its  glories,  prostrate  all  its  woods; 
Anew  the  lightnings  blaze;  the  thunders  roar; 
And  shrinking  mortals  tremble,  and  adore. 

5  In  awful  grandeur  o'er  the  boundless  flood 
Thus,  thron'd  in  clouds,  the  God  of  thunders  rode : 
Dreadful  to  guilt  he  reigns  for  ever  king, 

While  saints  his  milder  face  behold,  and  sing; 
With  gentlest  voice  he  bids  their  terrors  cease. 
And  mid  the  tempest  charms  their  hearts  to  peace, 

PSALM  30.      FIRST  PART.      L.  M. 

Sickness  healed,  and  Sorrorv  removed 

I  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high. 
At  thy  command  diseases  fly  : 
Who  but  a  God  can  speak  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

%  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints,  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  goodness  is  ; 
Let  all  your  powers  rejoice,  and  bless^ 
While  you  record  his  holiness. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays  ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  : 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ. 
The  morning  star  restores  the  joy. 

PSALM  30.       Ver.  6.     second  part.     L.  M. 

Health,  Sickness,  and  Recovery. 

FIRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
And  I  presum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night ; 
Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 
"  Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 

Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long ; 

Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 


PSALM  31.  a? 

3  I  cried  aloud  to  thee,  my  God, 

"  What  canst  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

"  Deep  in  the  dust  can  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there  ? 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,"  I  said, 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  :' 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pard'ning  love  removed  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  wo^ 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praises  now  ; 

1  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round. 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of  thy  name  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  soundthro'earthandheav'n^ 
For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n. 

PSALM  31.     5.  13—19.  22,  23.     first  part.     C.  M. 

Deliverance  from  Death. 

NTO  thy  hand  O  God  of  truth, 
My  spirit  I  commit ; 
Thou  hast  redeem'd  my  soul  from  death; 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  passions  of  my  hope  and  fear 
Maintain'd  a  doubtful  strife ; 

While  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin  conspir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  My  times  are  in  thy  hand,  I  cried. 
Though  I  draw  near  the  dust : 

Thou  art  the  refuge  where  1  hide, 
The  God  in  whom  I  trust. 

4  Oh  make  thy  reconciled  face 
Upon  thy  servant  shine, 

And  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 


i 


68  PSALM   31. 

PAUSE. 

5  'Twas  in  my  haste  my  spirit  said; 

I  must  despair  and  die, 
I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes  ; 
But  thou  hast  heard  my  cry. 

6  Thy  goodness,  how  divinely  free  t 

How  wond'rous  is  thy  grace, 
To  those  that  fear  thy  majesty, 
And  trust  thy  promises ! 

7  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  saints, 

And  sing  his  praises  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints. 
And  recompense  the  proud. 

PSALM  31.    7—13,  18—21.  second  part.     C.  M. 

Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach. 

MY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
My  God,  my  help,  my  trust; 
Thou  hast  preserv'd  lpy  face  from  shame, 
Mine  honour  from  the  dust. 

2  "  My  life  is  spent  with  grief,"  I  cried, 

"  My  years  consumed  in  groans, 
u  My  strength  decays, mine  eyes  are  dried, 
"  And  sorrow  wastes  my  bones." 

3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 

Was  a  mere  proverb   grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  side 

Seiz'd  and  beset  me  round, 
I  to  the  throne  of  grace  applied, 
And  speedy  rescue  found. 

PAUSE. 

5  How  great  deliverance  thou  hast  wrought 

Before  the  sons  of  men ! 


PSALM   32.  69 

The  lying  lips  to  silence  brought, 
And  made  their  boastings  vain ! 

6  Thy  children  from  the  strife  of  tongues 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crush  the  sons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  secret  presence,  Lord, 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell ; 
No  fenced  city,  wall'd  and  barr'd, 
Secures  a  saint  so  well. 

psalm  32.     s.  M. 

Forgiveness  of  Sins  uptm  Confession. 

OH  blessed  souls  are  they 
Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er; 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care ; 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  fest'ring  wound, 
Till  I  confess'd  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

psalm  32.     CM. 

Frie  Pardon  and  sine/re  Obedience  ;  or,  Confession  and  Forgiveness. 

HAPPY  the  man  to  whom  his  God 
No  more  imputes  his  sin, 
But  wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean ! 
6  * 


70  PSALM   32. 

2  Happy  beyond  expression  he 

Whose  debts  are  thus  discharged : 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free 
He  feels  his  soul  enlarg'd. 

3  His  spirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

His  words  are  all  sincere : 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 
To  keep  his  conscience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  supprest, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breast. 
And  raek'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confess'd  my  troubled  thoughts. 

My  secret  sins  reveal'd, 
Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  seal'd. 

6  This  shall  invite  thy  saints  to  pray  ; 

When  like  a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rise,  our  strength  and  stay 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 

PSALM    32.     FIRST  PART.       L.   M. 

Repev.tancc  and  free  Pardon  ;  or,  Justification  and  S and ifi cation. 

BLEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest, 
Whose  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God : 
Whose  sins  wTith  sorrow  are  confess'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

%  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities ; 
He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 

And  not  on  works,  but  grace,  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free, 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 
With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 


PSALM  3^  33.  71 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness 

That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  sins ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 

Through  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines, 

PSALM   32.    SECOND  PART.      L.  M. 
cased  by  Confession  and  Pardon. 

WHILE  I  keep  silence  and  conceal 
My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  conscience  feel ! 
What  agonies  of  inward  smart ! 

2  1  spread  my  sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  secret  faults  confess  ; 
Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pard'ning  word, 
Thy  holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

3  For  this  shall  ev'ry  humble  soul 
Make  swift  addresses  to  thy  seat : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll., 
There  shall  they  find  a  blest  retreat. 

1  How  safe  beneath  thy  wTings  I  lie, 
When  days  grow  dark,  and  storms  appear! 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  safe  from  ev'ry  snare. 

PSALM    33.     FIRST  PART.       C.   M. 
ff'orL-s  of  Cnatio  •  and  Providing. 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
This  work  belongs  to  you  : 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  wrord, 
Howt  holy,  just,  and  true  ! 
%  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 
Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature,  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  name. 
3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 
The  heavenly  arches  spread  ; 


72  PSALM    33. 

And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bid  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep ; 
The  flowing  seas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  station  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth. 

With  fear  before  him  stand  ; 
He  spake,  and  Nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests  on  his  command. 

G  He  scorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 
And  breaks  their  vain  designs  ; 
His  counsel  stands  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 

PSALM    33,     SECOND   PART.        C.   M. 

CriaiuTts  vain,  and  God  All- sufficient 

I)  LEST  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
y  Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  ; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

%  His  eyes,  with  infinite  survey, 
The  spacious  world  behold  ; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  rescu'd  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  ; 
Nor  speed,  nor  courage  of  an  horse 
Can  the  bold  rider  save. 

4  Vain  is  the  strength  of  beasts  or  melt, 

To  hope  for  safety  thence  ; 

But  holy  souls  from  God  obtain 

A  strong  and  sure  defence. 


PSALM  33.  73 

*. 

God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trust ; 

When  plagues  or  famine  spread. 
His  watchful  eye  secures  the  just, 

Among  ten  thousand  dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 
And  bless  us  from  thy  throne  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice;. 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 

PSALM  33.       As  the  l\3th  Psalm,     first  part.    P.  M. 

Worts  of  Creation  and  Provirh,:c. 

YE  holy  souls  in  God  rejoice, 
Your  m  aker's  praise  becomesy  our  voice^ 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  songs  be  new  : 
Sins;  of  his  name,  his  words,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true  ! 

2  Justice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves. 
His  word  the  heavenly  arches  spread ; 

How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south  ! 

And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 
Were  all  the  starry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  seas ; 
Those  watry  treasures  know7  their  place, 

In  the  vast  store- house  of  the  deep  : 
He  spake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth  ; 
And  fires,  and  seas,  and  heaven,  and  earth, 

His  everlasting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  such  resistless  power, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 
Vain  are  their  thoughts. and  weaktheir  hands; 
But  his  eternal  counsel  stands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age, 


74,  PSALM   33,31 

PSALM  33.       As  the  \V3th  Psalm,     second  part.     P.  M. 

Creatu.n  vain,  end  God  All  sufficient. 

O  HAPPY  nation,  where  the  Lord 
Reveals  the  treasure  of  his  word, 
'  And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne ! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways,, 
But  God  their  maker  is  unknown. 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  host, 

And  of  his  strength  the  champion  boast : 

In  vain  they  boast,  in  vain  rely  ; 
In  vain  we  trust  the  brutal  force, 
Or  speed,  or  courage  of  an  horse? 
To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  compassion,  Lord., 
Doth  more  secure  defence  afford, 

When  death  or  dangers  threat  ning  stand: 
Thy  watchful  eye  preserves  the  just, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 

When  wars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 

4  In  sickness  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou  our  Physician ,  thou  our  shield  ; 

Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne  ; 
We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

PSALM  34.   fiust  part.     L.  M. 

God's  Care  of  the  Saints  ;  er,  D flirt  ranee  by  Prayer. 

LORD,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days, 
Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue: 
My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace, 
While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  name  j 


PSALM   34.  7.6 

I  sought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  shame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 

My  secret  groanings  reach'd  his  ears  : 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heavenly  shine ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  serve  the  Lord ; 
Oh  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  saints, 
Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trust  his  word. 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood; 
But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good. 

PSALM  34.    11—22.  second  part.     L.  M. 

Religions  Education  ;  or.  Instructions  of  Piety. "" 

CHI  L  DREN , in  years  andkno  wledge  young, 
Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents'  joy. 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ, 

2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state, 
Restrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways* 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints,- 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries ; 
He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh ; 


^ 


76  PSALM  34. 

Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans 
His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death ; 
His  spirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 
While  they  in  praise  employ  their  breatfc 

PSALM  34.    1 — 10.   FIRST  PART.      C.  M. 

Prayer  and  Praise  for  eminent  Deliverance. 

I'LL  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ; 
How  good  are  all  his  wa}^s ! 
Ye  humble  souls  that  use  to  pray, 
Come  help  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Sing  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 

How  a  poor  suff'rer  cried, 
Nor  was  his  hope  expos'd  to  shame, 
Nor  was  his  suit  denied. 

3  When  threat  ning  sorrows  round  me  stood 

And  endless  fears  arose, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  woes  : 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  sore  distress, 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  sharpest  torments  ease. 
And  silenc'd  all  my  fears. 

PAUSE. 

5  [Oh  sinners,  come  and  taste  his  love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleasant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  sweetness  of  his  grace. 

6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Where'er  his  children  dwell ; 
What  ills  th^ir  heav'nly  care -prevents. 
No  earthiy  tongue  can  tell.] 


PSALM  34. 

7  [Oh  love  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  Jiis  ; 

His  eye  regards  the  just : 
How  richly  bless'd  their  portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  trust ! 

8  Young  lions,  pinch'd  with  hunger,  roar, 

And  famish  in  the  wood ; 
But  God  supplies  his  holy  poor 
With  ev'ry  needful  good.] 

PSALM  34.    H — 22.  secoxnd  p.art.     C.  31. 


Exhortations  to  Piac.  and  Holiness. 


COME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord 
And  that  your  days  be  long 
l^et  not  a  false  or  spiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mischief,  practise  love, 

Pursue  the  works  of  peace  ; 
So  shall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
And  set  your  souls  at  ease. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  just, 

His  ears  attend  their  cry  ; 
When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  dust, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  tho'  the  sorrows  here  they  taste 

Are  sharp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  saves  them  all  at  last 
Is  their  supporter  now. 

5  Evil  shall  smite  the  wicked  dead  ; 

But  God  secures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  mischief  when  thej7  slide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  desolation,  like  a  flood, 

O'er  the  proud  sinner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 
For  he  redeems  their  souls. 
7 


f8  PSALM   3D. 

PSALM  35.    first  part.     C.  M. 

Prayer  and  Faith  of  persecuted  Saints;  or,  Imprecations  mixed  with  Charity. 

NOW  plead  my  cause,  Almighty  God, 
With  all  the  sons  of  strife; 
And  fight  against  the  men  of  blood ; 
Who  fight  against  my  life. 

2  Draw  out  thy  spear,  and  stop  their  way. 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod : 
But  to  my  soul  in  mercy  say, 
"  I  am  thy  Saviour  God." 

3  They  plant  their  snares  to  catch  my" feet, 

And  nets  of  mischief  spread  ; 
Plunge  the  destroyers  in  the  pit 
That  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darkness  hide  their  way, 

And  slippery  be  their  ground  ; 
Thy  wrath  shall  make  their  lives  a  prey. 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly.  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 

Before  thine  angry  breath ; 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Pursues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  that  leads  to  hell : 

Then  must  the  rebels  die,, 

Whose  malice  is  implacable 

Against  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  hast  a  chosen  few 

Amongst  that  impious  race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew 

By  thy  surprising  grace. 
3  Then  will  I  raise  my  tuneful  voice 

To  make  thy  wonders  known ; 
In  thy  salvation  I'll  rejoice, 

And  bless  thee  for  thy  own. 


PSALM    35,  36.  7.3 

PSALM  35.    Vcr.  12,  13,  14.  second  part.   C.  M. 

Lf.vt  to  Euemiet :  or,  the  Love  of  Christ  to  Sinners  typified  in  David 

BEHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love, 
That  holy  David  shows ; 
Mark  how  his  tender  bowels  move 
For  his  afflicted  foes. 

2  When  they  are  sick,  his  soul  complains^ 

And  seems  to  feel  the  smart ; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole 

As  for  a  brother  dead! 
And  fasting  mortify 'd  his  soul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed> 

Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns ; 
And  double  blessings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  Oh  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace ! 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears ; 
While  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays. 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

6  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  king, 

Blest  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  save  us  rebels,  dead  in  sin, 
Paid  his  own  dearest  blood. 

PSALM  36.   5—9.     L.  M. 

Perfidious  and  Providence  of  God  ;  or,  General  Providence  and  Special  Grace. 

HIGH  in  the  heav'ns,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  ev'ry  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 
2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 
As  mountains  their  foundations  keep ; 


80  PSALM  36. 

Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep- 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share  : 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace! 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs : 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 
We  shall  be  fed  with  sweet  repast ; 
There  mercy,  like  a  river,  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

PSALM  36.    h  2,  5,  6,  7,  9.     C.  M. 

'  Practical  Aifojjm  exposed  ;  or,  the  Being  and  Attributes  of  God  asserted. 

WHILE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 
And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  me  often  says, 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none." 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare 

(Whatever  their  lips  profess) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  seek  his  grace. 

3  What  strange  self-flatt'ry  blinds  their  eyes ! 

But  there's  a  hast'ning  hour, 
When  they  shall  see,  with  sore  surprise, 
The  terrors  of  thy  power. 

4  Thy  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne. 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 


PSALM  36.  PI 

Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown., 
A  deep,  imfathom'd  sea. 

5  Above  these  heav'ns  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the  narrow  bounds. 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodness  brings. 

Nor  overlooks  the  beast ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  choose  to  rest. 

7  [From  thee,  when  creature-streams  run  low, 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  springs  of  life  shall  flow. 
And  raise  our  pleasures  high. 

8  Though  ail  created  light  decay, 

And  death  close  up  our  eyes, 
Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day 
Where  clouds  can  never  rise.] 

PSALM  36.    1—7.     s.  M. 

The  n'ickcdiwss  of  Mar  srfj  ofG>A  ;  or,  Practice'  At/aim  fxpt 

WHEX  man  grows  bold  in  sin? 
My  heart  within  me  cries, 
"  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
ci  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 

2  [He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 

In  a  self-flatt'ring  dream, 
Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  re  veal  YL 
Expose  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 

His  words  are  smooth  and  fair ; 
Wisdom  is  banish'd  from  his  soul, 
And  leaves  no  goodness  there, 
i  He  plots  upon  his  bed 
New  mischiefs  to  fulfil .: 
7  * 


32  PSALM    37. 

He  sots  his  heart,  his  hand,  and  head 
To  practise  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear ; 
His  justice,  hid  behind  the  cloud. 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  transcends  the  sky, 

In  heav'n  his  mercies  dwell ; 
Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie, 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  safety  springs ! 
Oh  never  let  my  soul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings. 

PSALM  37.    1—15.   FIRST  PART.      C.  M. 

ThiCwt  Bf'Envy,  Fret'iilntsx,  aid  Unbelief ;  or,  the  Ravnrds  of  the  Righteous  andVae 
H'ickid  ;  or,  The  World's  Hatred,  and  the  SainVs  Patience- 

WHY  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret 
To  see  the  wicked  rise* 
Or  envy  sinners  waxing  great, 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 

2  As  flow'ry  grass  cut  down  at  noon, 

Before  the  ev'ning  fades, 
So  shall  their  glories  vanish  soon, 
In  everlasting  shades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust, 

And  practise  all  that's  good  ; 
So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 
And  he'll  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will ; 
Thy  hnnd,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil, 


PSALM  37.  S3 

5  Mine  innocence  shalt  thou  display, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known. 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess, 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heav'n ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  souls  are  giv  n. 

PAUSE. 

7  Rest  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 

Nor  let  your  anger  rise, 
Though  providence  should  long  delay 
To  punish  haughty  vice. 

8  Let  sinners  join  to  break  your  peace, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam ; 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  sees 

Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  sword, 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 
To  slay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  shall  break  their  bows,  and  burn 

Their  persecuting  darts^ 
Shall  their  own  swords  against  them  turn^ 
And  pain  surprise  their  hearts. 

PSALM  37.    16,21,26—31.   second  part.   CM. 

Ch'irit'J  to  the  Poor  :  or.  Religion  in  Words  and  Deed. 

WHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast. 
And  grow  profanely  bold? 
The  meanest  portion  of  the  just 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 
2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
But  ne'er  designs  to  pay ; 
The  saint  is  merciful  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 


84  PSALM  37. 

3  His  alms  with  lib'ral  heart  he  gives 

Amongst  the  sons  of  need ; 
His  mem'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  He  fears  to  talk  with  lips  profane, 

To  slander  or  defraud ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide ; 
Led  by  the  spirit  and  the  word 
His  feet  shall  never  slide. 

6  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand 

Preserv'd  from  ev'ry  snare  ; 
They  shall  possess  the  promis'd  land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

PSALM  37.    23—37.     third  part.     C.  M. 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

MY  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 
Are  order'd  by  thy  will : 
Though  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 

Their  virtues  he  approves ; 
He  ne'er  deprives  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leaves  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heav'nly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown ; 
Ye  shall  confess  their  pride  was  vain, 
When  justice  cast  them  down. 


PSALM  38. 
PAUSE. 

The  haughty  sinner  have  I  seen 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 

Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 
6  And  lo,  he  vanish  *d  from  the  ground, 

Destroy 'd  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found 

Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 
But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  sev'ral  steps  attend : 
True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 

And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

psalm  38.     c.  M. 

Guilt  of  Conscience  and  Relief;  or,  Repentance  and  Prayer  for  Pardon  and  Health. 

AMID  thy  wrath  remember  love, 
Restore  thy  servant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  Father's  chast'ning  prove 

Like  an  avenger's  sword. 
!  Thine  arrows  stick  within  my  heart, 

My  flesh  is  sorely  prest ; 
Between  the  sorrow  and  the  smart 

My  spirit  finds  no  rest. 
My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone ; 
Too  heavy  for  my  soul  to  bear, 

Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 
My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea, 

My  head  still  bending  down ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day 

Beneath  my  father's  frown. 
Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  sore. 

None  of  my  powers  are  whole  ; 
The  inward  anguish  makes  me  roar5 

The  anguish  of  my  soul. 


86  PSALM  39. 

6  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  ev'ry  tear, 
And  ev'ry  sigh,  and  ev'ry  groan 
Is  notic'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope; 

My  God  will  hear  my  cry, 
My  God  will  bear  my  spirit  up 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

8  [My  foes  rejoice  to  see  me  slide 

Into  the  miry  pit ; 
They  raise  their  pleasure  and  their  pride, 
When  they  supplant  my  feet. 

9  But  I'll  confess  my  guilt  to  thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  sin ; 

1  feel  how  weak  my  graces  be, 

And  beg  support  divine. 

10  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  past, 

And  be  for  ever  nigh ; 
O  Lord  of  my  salvation,  haste, 
Before  thy  servant  die.] 

PSALM  39.     1,  2,    3.   FIRST  PART.      C.   M. 

Watchfulness  over  the  Tongue;  or,  Prudtnce  nr d  Zeal 

THUS  I  resolv  d  before  the  Lord, 
"  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
"  Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
"  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

2  And,  if  I'm  e'er  constrain 'd  to  stay 

With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Lest  scoffers  should  th'  occasion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 


PSALM  39.  87 

4  Yet  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 
I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  scoffing  sinners  hear 
That  I  can  speak  for  Cod. 

PSALM  39.     t,  5,  6,  7.     second  part.     C.  M. 

The  Vanity  cf  Man  as  mortal. 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days. 
Thou  maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space ? 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  : 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore, 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 
And  strait  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then* 

From  creatures,  earth,  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope; 

My  fond  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  int'rest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

PSALM    39.     9—13.    THIRD  PAKT.       C.    M. 

Sick-Bed  Devotion;  or,  Pleading  Kitkovt  Kcpirdng. 

GOD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down.. 
Behold  the  pains  1  feel ; 


88  PSALM  40. 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command  ; 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word 

Against  thy  chast'ning  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead,  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes : 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes. 

4  Crush'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  dust; 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withstand 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 

5  [This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 

How  soon  the  bubble's  broke  ! 
Adam,  and  all  his  numerous  race, 
Are  vanity  and  smoke.] 

6  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear ! 

7  But  if  my  life  be  spar'd  a  while 

Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  bus'ness  still, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

PSALM  40.    1,  2,  3,  5,  17.  first  part.     C.  M. 

A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  great  Distress. 

I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry ; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word? 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 


psalm  40.  && 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet. 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand; 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad; 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear, 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 

Their  numbers  to  repeat, 
fcf  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low. 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 
My  God  beholds  my  heavy  wo, 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

PSALM  40.    6—9.  second  part.     C.  M. 

The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  nf  Christ. 

THUS  saith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain, 
"  Give  your  burnt-offerings  o'er, 
"  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  slain, 
"  My  soul  delights  no  more/' 

2  Then  spake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo  I'm  here. 

"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will ; 
"  Whate'er  thy  sacred  books  declare 
"  Thy  servant  shall  fulfil. 

3  "  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  sight, 

"  I  keep  it  near  my  heart ; 
a  Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 


90  PSALM   40. 

4  And  see  the  blest  Redeemer  corner 

Th'  eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal  Td  his  Father's  grace,, 

And  much  his  truth  he  show'd, 
And  preach 'd  the  way  of  righteousness 
Where  great  assemblies  stood. 

6  His  Father's  honour  toueh'd  his  heart, 

He  pity'd  sinners'  cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

PAUSE. 

7  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  shed 

Could  wash  the  conscience  clean , 
But  the  rich  sacrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  sin. 

8  Then  wTas  the  great  salvation  spread  9 

And  Satan's  kingdom  shook ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promised  seed 
The  serpent's  head  was  broke. 

PSALM  40.   5—10.     L.  IVL 

Christ  our  Sacrifice. 

THE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  hath  wrought,. 
Exceed  our  praise,  surmount  our  thought: 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  speech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 

2  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  spilt, 

Can  cleanse  the  souls  of  men  from  guilt: 
But  thou  hast  set  before  our  eyes 
An  all-sufficient  sacrifice. 

3  In  heaven,  before  his  Father's  throne,. 
Complacent,  smiles  th'  eternal  Son, 


PSALM  41.  9i 

And,  pleas'd,  presents  with  boundless  grace 
Himself,  a  ransom  for  our  race. 

4  "  Behold  I  come,"  the  Saviour  cries, 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes, 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

"  Of  sins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  "  Mine  ear  is  open'd  to  thy  voice, 

"  My  heart  delighted  with  thy  choice  ; 
"  Pleas'd  I  assume  a  fleshly  form, 
"  A-kinto  man,  that  dying  worm. 

6  "  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
"  JTis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 
"  I  must  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part, 
"  And  lo !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

7  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 
"  When  on  my  cross  I'm  lifted  high, 
u  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  sky. 

8  "  The  Spirit  shall  descend  and  show 

"  What  thou  hast  done  and  what  I  do ; 
"  The  wondering  world  shall  learn  thy  grace, 
:c  Thy  wisdom  and  thy  righteousness/' 

PSALM  41.    1,2,3.     L.  JVL 

Charity  to  the  Poor  ;  or.  Pity  lo  the  Afflicted. 

BLEST  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor, 
Whose  soul,  by  sympathising  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-saints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do ; 
He,  in  the  time  of  gen'ral  grief. 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  bowels  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head. 


92  PSALM  42. 

When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth. 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiv'n, 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heav'n, 

PSALM  42.    1—5.    FIRST  PART.      C.   M. 

Desertion  aid  Hope  ;  or,  Complaint  of  Absence  from  public  Worship. 

WITH  earnest  longings  of  the  mind. 
My  God,  to  thee  I  look; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find, 
And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 

3  When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace* 
And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  soul, 

And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
The  foe  insults  without  control," 
"  And  where's  your  God  at  last?" 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

5  But  why's  my  soul  sunk  down  so  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 
And  sin  against  my  God  ? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove; 
For  I  shall  yet  before  him  standi 
And  sing  restoring  love. 


PSALM   42,   43.  93 

PSALM   42.     6  —  11.    SECOND  PART.    L.    M. 

Melancholy  Thoughts  reproved ;  or,   Hope  in  Affliction. 

MY  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord, 
But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  past  distress  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles  with  tumultous  noise 
Swell  like  a  sea,  and  round  me  spread ; 
Thy  water-spouts  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  rising  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  address  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

4  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet, 

And  say,  "  My  God,  my  heav'nly  rock, 

"  Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

H  The  soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke?* 

5  Til  chide  my  heart,  that  sinks  so  low, 
Why  should  my  soul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too; 
He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 

6  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still, 
Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heav'nly  hill, 

My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy. 

PSALM  43.    P.  M.  As  the  148th. 

A  complaint  mingled  with  hope,  under  great  trials,  particularly,   long  detention, from  puS- 

':e  worship 

MY  God,  defend  my  cause 
Against  a  host  of  foes ; 
Oh,  save  me  from  th'  unjust, 
Who  triumph  in  my  woes ! 
Why  dost  thou  faint, 
My  trembling  heart  to  God  impart  ? 
Thy  sad  complaint, 
ft  * 


94  PSALM  43. 

2  Why  dost  thou,  O  my  Shield, 

Desert  me,  thus  forlorn  ? 
Why,  hated  and  oppress'd, 

Thus  bid  me  ceaseless  mourn  ? 
To  God  1  fly  ; 
In  God  Fil  trust,  when  low  in  dust 
My  head  shall  lie. 

3  Now  to  thy  sacred  house 

With  joy  direct  my  feet, 
Where  saints  with  morning  vows 
In  full  assembly  meet. 
Thy  power  divine 
Shall  there  be  shown,  and  from  thy  throne 

Thy  mercy  shine. 
1  Oh,  send  thy  light  abroad ! 

Thy  truth  with  heavenly  ray 
Shall  lead  my  soul  to  God, 
And  guide  my  doubtful  way ; 
I'll  hear  thy  word 
With  faith  sincere,  and  learn  to  fear 
And  praise  the  Lord. 

5  There  reach  thy  bounteous  hand, 

And  all  my  sorrows  heal ; 
There  health  and  strength  divine 
Oh,  make  my  bosom  feel ! 
Like  balmy  dew 
Shall  Jesus'  voice  my  bones  rejoice, 
My  strength  renew. 

6  Then  in  thy  holy  hill 

Before  thine  altar,  Lord, 
My  harp  and  song  shall  sound 
The  glories  of  thy  word. 
Henceforth  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace,  a  hymn  of  praise 
My  life  shall  be. 


PSALM  44.  95 

7  My  soul,  awake  to  joy, 

And  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
My  health,  my  hope,  my  song, 
And  my  divine  reward. 
Ye  fears  remove ; 
No  more  I  mourn,  but  blest  return 
To  sing  his  love. 

PSALM  44.    1,  2,  3,8,  15—26.  CM. 

The  Church's  Complaint  in  Persecution. 

LORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days. 

2  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here, 

And  make  thy  gospel  known  ; 
Among  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 

3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thousands  meet  to  praise  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  song. 

4  But  now  our  souls  are  seiz'd  with  shame., 

Confusion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falsely  dealt  with  heav'n  ; 
Nor  have  our  steps  declin'd  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  hast  given: 

6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  destructive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  sore, 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 


98  PSALM  45. 

PAUSE. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  cause ; 
As  sheep  for  slaughter  bound  we  lie, 
By  sharp  and  bloody  laws. 

8  Awake,  arise,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  sleeps  thy  wonted  grace  ? 
Why  should  we  look  like  men  abhorr'd, 
Or  banish 'd  from  thy  face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  cast  us  off, 

And  still  neglect  our  cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thy  heav'nly  love 
From  our  afflicted  eyes  ? 

10  Down  to  the  dust  our  souls  are  bow'd, 

And  die  upon  the  ground  ; 
Rise  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  powers  confound. 

11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God ; 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name. 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

PSALM  45.      S.  M. 

The  Glory  of  Christ,  the  Success  of  the  Gospel,  and  the  Gentile  Church    , 

MY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Thy  beauties  are  divine ; 
Thy  lips  with  blessings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword, 
And  ride  in  majesty  to  spread 
The  conquests  of  thy  word. 

8  Strike  through  thy  stubborn  foes, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey, 


PSALM  45.  97 

While  justice,  meekness,  grace  and  truth 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right, 

Thy  throne  shall  ever  stand  ; 
And  thy  victorious  gospel  prove 

A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Hath,  without  measure,  shed 
His  spirit,  like  a  joyful  oil 
T'  anoint  thy  sacred  head. 

Q  Behold  at  thy  right  hand 

The  Gentile  church  is  seen, 
Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 
And  Princes  guard  the  Queen.} 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 

Forget  thy  father's  house ; 
Forsake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows. 

8  Oh  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  sweetest  thoughts  employ ; 
Thy  children  shall  his  honour  sing, 
In  palaces  of  joy. 

psalm  45.     CM. 

The  Personal  Glories  and  Government  of  Christ 

I'LL  speak  the  honours  of  my  King^ 
His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heav  nly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  shed  ; 
Thy  God,  with  blessings  infinite, 
Hath  crown'd  thy  sacred  head. 

3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince* 

Ride  with  majestic  sway  ; 


$8  PSALM    45. 

Thy  terror  shall  strike  through  thy  foes, 

And  make  the  world  obev. 

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4  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  stands;, 

Thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  peaceful  sceptre  in  thy  hands. 
To  rule  thy  saints  by  love. 

5  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still. 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice : 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  soul  shall  fill 
With  most  peculiar  joys. 

PSALM   45,     FIRST    PART.       L.    M. 
The  Glory  of  Ckrirt,  and  Power  of  his  Gospel. 

NOW  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King., 
Jesus  the  Lord;  how  heav'nly  fair 
His  form !  how  bright  his  beauties  are ! 

2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace  ; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  sword ; 

In  majesty  and  glory  ride 

With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  stubborn  heart ; 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  sweet 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  stands, 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands ; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right, 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head  ; 


PSALM   46.  99 

And  with  his  sacred  spirit  bless'd 
His  first- born  Son  above  the  rest. 

PSALM   45.     SECOND  PART.       L.    M. 

Christ  nnd  his  Church  ;  or,  the  Mystical  Marriage. 

1THE  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face, 
Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace ! 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eves  behold 
The  Queen  array 'd  in  purest  gold; 
The  world  admires  her  heav'niy  dress: 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne ; 
Fair  stranger,  let  thy  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 

4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  Oh  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies, 

And  all  thy  sons  (a  num'rous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endless  honours  crown  his  head ; 
Let  ev'ry  age  his  praises  spread  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful. songs  approve 
The  condescension  of  his  love. 

PSALM  4t>.     FIRST  PART.      l.  M. 
The  Church's  Srfffy  and  Triumph  amid  National  Dcso  mtitmt. 

GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 


100  PSALM   46. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world, 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar; 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  shore 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God ! 

Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  wat  ring  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, 
Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

ft  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 
Secure  against  a  threat'ning  hour ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  powet% 

PSALM  46.     SECOND  PART.       L.  M. 

God  fights  fur  his  Church. 

LET  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice, 
Tho'  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rise 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid ; 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought, 
What  desolations  he  hath  made ! 

3  From  sea  to  sea,  through  all  the  shores, 
He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 


PSALM   47.  101 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame  ; 
Keep  silence,  all  the  earth,  and  hear 
The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name. 

5  "  Be  still,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
"  111  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 

"  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  But  still  my  throne  in  Zion  stands." 

6  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell. 
Our  faith  shall  sit  secure  and  sing, 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSALM   47.      CM. 

Christ  Asct.id'nz  and  Reigning. 

OH  for  a  shout  of  sacred  J037 
To  God,  the  so v 'reign  King! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 
2  Jesus,  our  God,  ascends  on  high ; 
His  heav'nly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  thro'  the  sky. 
With  trumpet's  joyful  sound. 
S  While  Angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  sing ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound* 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  song  ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne. 

He  lov'd  that  chosen  race ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace. 
9 


102  PSALM   48. 

6  These  western  climes  are  all  the  Lord's, 
Here  Abraham's  God  is  known ; 
While  powersandprinces,shields  andswords, 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

PSALM  48.    1—3.  FIRST  PART.     S.  M. 

The  Church,  is  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation. 

[f^  REAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
VJ  And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  stand ! 
The  honours  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land.] 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  distress ; 
How  bright  hath  his  salvation  shone4 
Through  all  her  palaces  ? 

4  When  kings  against  her  join 'd, 

And  saw  the  Lord  was  there. 
In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind 

They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 
3  When  navies,  tall  and  proud, 

Attempt  to  spoil  our  peace, 
He  sends  his  tempest  roaring  loud. 

And  sinks  them  in  the  seas. 

5  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair, 
We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deli v 'ranee  there. 


PSALM  48,   49.  103 

PSALM  48.    10—14.  second  part.     S.  M. 

The  Bentily  of  the  Church  ;  or.  Gospe'  Worship  and  Order. 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known 
The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 
Thy  Saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honour  raise. 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand. 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  wTalk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compass  and  view  thy  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  wrell : 

4  The  orders  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows; 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn  d  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die ; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

PSALM  49.    6 14.   FIRST  PART.      C.  M. 

Pride  and  Death  :  or.  the  Vanity  of  Life  and  Riches. 

~\yf  THY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 

▼  ▼      To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honours  flow 
With  ev'ry  rising  tide  ? 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  scorn, 
Made  of  the  self-same  clav, 


104  PSALM  49. 

And  boast  as  though  his  flesh  were  born 
Of  better  dust  than  they  ?] 

3  Not  all  his  treasures  can  procure 

His  soul  a  short  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour. 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  [Life  is  a  blessing,  can't  be  sold, 

The  ransom  is  too  high  ; 
Justice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  wise, 

The  tim'rous  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 
And  hasten  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet,  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

"  My  house  shall  ever  stand  ; 
"  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lost, 

How  soon  his  mem'ry  dies ! 

His  name  is  written  in  the  dust, 

Where  his  own  carcass  lies. 

PAUSE. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way, 

And  yet  their  sons  as  vain 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  say  , 
And  act  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 

If  honour  raise  them  high, 
Live  like  the  beast,  a  thoughtless  race, 
And  like  the  beast  they  die. 
10  [Laid  in  the  grave,  like  silly  sheep, 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there, 


PSALM  49.  105 

Till  the  last  trumpet  breaks  their  sleep 
In  terror  and  despair.] 

PSALM  49.    14,15.  second  part.     C.  31. 


Death,  aitd  the  nzsurrcdion. 


YE  sons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  just, 
And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  dust, 
Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more. 

2  The  last  great  day  shall  change  the  scene ; 

When  will  that  hour  appear? 
When  shall  the  just  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  scorn'd  them  here? 

3  God  will  my  naked  soul  receive, 

When  separate  from  the  flesh ; 
And  break  the  prison  of  the  grave, 
To  raise  my  bones  afresh. 

4  Heav'n  is  my  everlasting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  sure ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 

psalm  49.     L.  M. 

Tut  rich  Sin'  er's  Death,  r.n  !  fit  S  i'.n  '»  llcsii -rtction. 

WHY  do  the  proud  insult  the  poor, 
And  boast  the  large  estates  they  have? 
How  vain  are  riches  to  secure* 
Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave ! 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death 
With  all  the  wrealth  in  which  they  trust; 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  dust. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  dismal  shade 
Shall  clasp  their  naked  bodies  round; 
That  flesh,  so  delicately  fed, 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground. 
9  * 


1.06  PSALM  50. 

4  Like  thoughtless  sheep  the  sinner  dies,, 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  to  eat : 
The  saints  shall  in  the  morning  rise, 
And  find  th'  oppressor  at  their  feet. 

5  His  honours  perish  in  the  dust, 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood; 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  just 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 

6  My  Saviour  shall  my  life  restore, 
And  raise  me  from  my  dark  abode ; 
My  flesh  and  soul  shall  part  no  more, 
But  dwell  for  ever  near  my  God. 

PSALM  50.    Vet.  1—8.  first  part.     C.  M. 

The  las'.  Judgment ;  or,  the  Saints  rewarded 

THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 
Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 

"  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ;" 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  shall  come, 

Bright^ames  prepare  his  way. 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heav  n  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  Angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  fear 
His  justice  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  saints,"  he  cries, 

"  That  made  their  peace  with  God 
"  By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
"And  seal'd  it  with  his  biood. 


PSALM  50.  107 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works  ,broughtforth  to  light, 
"  Shall  make  the  world  confess 
"  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"  And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 

PSALM  50.    Ver.  10,  11,  14,  15,  23.  second  part.    CM. 

Obedience,  is  better  than  Sacrifice. 

THUS  saith  the  Lord,  "  The  spacious  fields, 
"  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine, 
"  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  "  I  ask  no  sheep  for  sacrifice, 

"  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire : 
"  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praise., 
"  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  "  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 

"  My  hand  shall  set  thee  free ; 
"  Then  shall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honour  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  man  that  offers  humble  praise, 

"  He  glorifies  me  best; 
"  And  those  that  tread  my  holy  ways, 
"  Shall  my  salvation  taste." 

PSALM  50.    Ver.  1,  5,  tf,  16,  21,  22.  third  part.    C.  M. 

The  Judgment  of  Hypocrites. 

WHEN  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend^ 
And  saints  surround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

2  "  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  slain 
"  Will  I  die  world  reprove; 
"  Altars  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vain 
"  Without  the  fire  of  love. 


108  PSALM  50. 

8  a.  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do 
"  To  bring  their  sacrifice  ? 
"  They  call  my  statutes  just  and  true, 
"  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "  Could  you  expect  to  'scape  my  sight, 

u  And  sin  without  control  ? 
"  But  I  shall  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 
"  With,  anguish  in  your  soul." 

5  Consider,  ye  that  slight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear ; 
Tf  once  you  fall  beneath  his  sword, 
There's  no  deliv'rer  there. 

psalm  50.     L.  M. 

Hypocrisy  exposed. 

THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns, 
Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearse  his  name 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit ; 

A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  soothe  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong. 
Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face ; 
They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4  To  heav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Defil'd  with  lust,  defil'd  with  blood; 
By  night  they  practise  ev'ry  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure  and  sin  the  more ; 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they5 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 


PSALM  50.  roe 

6  Oh  dreadful  hour!  when  God  draws  near, 
And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes! 
His  wrath  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear, 
And  no  deliv'rer  dare  to  rise. 

PSALM  50.    To  a  new  Tune. 

The  last  Judgment 

THE  Lord,  the  sovereign  sends  his  summons  forth. 
Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north; 
From  east  to  west  the  sounding  orders  spread 
Thro'  distant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead; 
No  more  shall  atheists  mock  his  long  delay; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  ;  behold  the  day ! 

2  Behold  the  Judge  descends!  his  guards  are  nigh, 
Tempest  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky ; 
Heav'n,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near ;  let  all  things  come 
To  hear  his  justice  and  the  sinner's  doom ; 

"  But  gather  first  my  saints  (the  Judge  commands), 
Bring  them,  ye  Angels,  from  their  distant  lands. 

3  "  Behold,  my  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  sacrifice  in  blood, 

And  sign'd  with  all  their  names ;  the  Greek,  the  Jew, 
That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new : 
There's  no  distinction  here,  comespread  their  thrones, 
And  near  me  seat  my  fav'rites  and  my  sons. 

1  "1,  their  almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 
I  am  their  Judge ;  ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
My  just,  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 
Those  awful  truths,  that  sinners  dread  to  hear: 
Sinners  in  Zion,  tremble  and  retire ; 
I  doom  thee,  painted  hypocrite,  to  fire. 

5  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain 
Do  1  condemn  thee ;  bull*  and  goats  are  vain 
Without  the  flames  of  love;  in  vain  the  store 
Of  brutal  off'rings  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beasts  and  savage  breed, 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  where  they  feed'. 


110  PSALM   50. 

6  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  ask  thee  food  ? 
When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  ? 
Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 

Thy  solemn  chatt'rings  and  fantastic  vows  ? 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 

7  "Unthinking  wretchlhow  couldstthou  hope  to  please 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  these? 

While  with  my  grace  and  statutes  on  thy  tongue 
Thou  lov'st  deceit,  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong ; 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chosen  friends. 

8  "  Silent  1  waited  with  long-suff 'ring  love, 

But  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove  ? 
And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God,  the  righteous,  would  indulge  thy  sin  ? 
Behold  my  terrors  now ;  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul." 

9  Sinners,  awake  betimes ;  ye  fools,  be  wise ; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise ; 
Change  your  vain  tho'ts,  your  crooked  works  amend  ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend ; 
Lest,  like  a  lion,  his  last  vengeance  tear 

Your  trembling  souls,  and  no  deliverer  near. 

PSALM  50.    To  the  old  proper  Tune. 


The  last  Judgment. 


THE  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 
Calls  the  south  nations  and  awakes  the  north ; 
From  east  to  west  the  sov'reign  orders  spread, 
Thro'  distant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead, 

The  trumpet  sounds,  hell  trembles, heav'n  rejoices; 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 
2  No  more  shall  atheists  mock  his  long  delay ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more ;  behold  the  day! 
Behold,  the  Judge  descends  ;  his  guards  are  nigh; 
Tempest  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky. 

When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him ; 

While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 


PSALM  50.  Ill 

3  "  Heav'n,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near ;  let  all  things 
"  To  hear  my  justice  and  the  sinner's  doom  ;    [come 
"  But  gather  first  my  saints  (the  Judge  commands) 
14  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands." 

When  Christ  returns,  wake  ev'ry  cheerful  passion ; 
And  shout,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  your  salvation-. 

4  "  Behold  my  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  good, 
44  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  sacrifice  in  blood, 

"  And  sign'd  with  all  their  names,  the  Greek,  the  Jew,, 
"  That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new." 
There's  no  distinction  here ;  join  all  your  voices, 
And  raise  your  heads,  ye  saints,  for  heav'n  rejoices. 

5  "  Here  (saith  the  Lord)  ye  angels  spread  their 

thrones, 
44  And  near  me  seat  my  favourites  and  my  sons  ; 
44  Come,  my  redeem'd,  possess  the  joys  prepar'd 
44  Ere  time  begun  ;  'tis  your  divine  reward.'' 

When  Christ  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  passion; 

And  shout,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

6  "I  am  the  Saviour,  I  the  almighty  God, 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

44  1  am  the  Judge  :  Ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 

44  My  just,  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 

44  Those  awful  truths  that  sinners  dread  to  hear.*' 

When  God  appears  all  nature  shall  adore  him, 

While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 

"  Stand  forth,  thou  bold  blasphemer,  and  profane^ 
"  Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor  call  my  threat'nings  vain ; 
"  Thou  hypocrite,  once  drest  in  saint's  attire, 
44  1  doom  thee,  painted  hypocrite,  to  fire." 

Judgment  proceeds,  hell  trembles,  heav'n  rejoices : 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  eheerful  voices/ 
8  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain 
44  Do  I  condemn  thee ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
44  Without  the  flames  of  love ;  in  vain  the  store 
44  Of  brutal  off 'rings  that  were  mine  before." 

Earth  is  the  Lord's,  all  nature  shall  adore  him ; 

While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 


in  psalm  50. 

9  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  ask  thee  food  ? 

"  When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  ? 
"  Mine  are  the  tamer  beasts  and  savage  breed, 
w  Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  where  they 
feed :" 

All  is  the  Lord's ;  he  rules  the  wide  creation  ; 

Gives  sinners  vengeance,  and  the  saints  salvation. 

10  "  Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
"  Thy  solemn  chatt'rings  nnd  fantastic  vows  ? 

"  Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 
"  Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ?" 
God  is  the  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  disguises 
Can  screen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rises. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

11  "  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  couldst  thou  hope  to 
"  A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  these  ?     [please 
"  While  with  my  grace  and  statutes  on  thy  tongue 
"  Thou  lov'st  deceit  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong." 

Judgment  proceeds,  hell  trembles,  heav'n  rejoices ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

12  "In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends; 

u  Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chosen  friends  ; 
"  While  the  false  flatt'rer  at  my  altar  waits, 
"  His  harden'd  soul  divine  instruction  hates." 
God  is  the  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  disguises 
Can  screen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rises. 

13  "  Silent  I  waited  with  long-suff 'ring  love; 
"But  did'st  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove  ? 
44  And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 

«  That  the  All-Holy  would  indulge  thy  sin  ?" 
See,  God  appears,  all  nature  joins  t'  adore  him, 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  sinners  fall  before  him. 

14  "  Behold  my  terrors  now ;  my  thunders  roil; 
"  And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul ; 
"Now  like  a  lion  shall  my  vengeance  tear 
"  Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliv'rer  near." 

Judgment  concludes,  hell  trembles,  heav'n  rejoices: 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices.! 


PRALM      51.  H3 


EPIPHONEMA. 


15  "  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  wise; 

"Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise  ; 

"Change yourvain  thoHs,your  crooked  works  amend, 

•;Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend  :** 
Then  join  the  saints,  wake  ev'ry  cheerful  passion : 
When  Christ  returns,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

PSALM  51.    FIRST  PART.      L.  M. 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 

SHEW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 
Are  not  thj  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh  wash  my  soul  from  ev'ry  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn 'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath., 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 


114  PSALM   51. 

PSALM  01.     SECOND  PART.       h.  M. 


Original  and  actual  Sin  confessed. 


LORD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart ; 
But  were  defil'd  in  ev'ry  part 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  a-new, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true  ; 
Oh  make  me  wise  betimes  to  see 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Behold,  I  fall  before  thy  face ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop-branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow ; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 

7  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice; 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 

PSALM  51.    third  part.     L.  M. 

The  Backslider  restored  ;  or,  Repentance  and  Faith,  in  the  Blond  of  Christ. 

THOU  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 


o 


PSALM  51.  us 

Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin : 
Let  thy  good  spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thv  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford, 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  : 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn 'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways : 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sov'reign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  Gock 

8  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

PSALM  51.    1—13.    FIRST  PART.    CM. 
Original  and  actual  Sin  conftssed  and  pardot.-.d 

ORD,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress 
And  guilt  before  thine  eyes  ; 


116  PSALM  51. 

Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace. 
How  high  my  crimes  arise! 

2  Should  st  thou  condemn  my  soul  to  hell, 

And  crush  my  flesh  to  dust, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well. 
And  earth  must  own  it  just. 

3  I  from  the  stock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean : 
All  my  original  is  shame, 
And  all  my  nature  sin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath  ; 
And  as  my  days  advanced,  I  grew 
A  j uster  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanse  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  soul 

With  thy  forgiving  love ; 
Oh  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 
And  till  it  with  thy  grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 

Before  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Backsliders  shall  address  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

PSALM  51.     14—17.    SECOND  PART.- CM. 

Jitp.ntance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of  Christ. 

OGOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 
My  load  of  guilt  remove, 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 


PSALM  52.  117 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  :speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  No  blood  of  goats  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul  opprest  with  sin's  desert 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise ; 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart- 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

psalm  52.     L.  Iff. 

The  Pride,  Follv,  and  miserable  End  of  the  Wieitd  ;  especially  nf  Infidels. 

WHY  do  the  wicked  boast  of  sin, 
And  steel  their  hearts  against  the  Lord? 
His  goodness  shall  for  ever  shine ; 
For  ever  stand  his  holy  word. 

2  Their  thoughts  all  subtleties  devise  ; 

Their  tongues  are  ed^'d  like  razors  keen  : 
Their  fairest  tales  are  flattering  lies, 
By  youth  and  innocence  unseen. 

3  Their  hearts  delight  in  guile  and  wrong. 

In  truth  perplex'd,  and  souls  o'erthrown  : 
Hence  scorn  and  falsehood  rule  their  tongue,. 
And  hence  their  feet  to  mischief  run. 

4  [T  hy  law  and  gospel  they  despise  ; 

Vain  of  their  taunts,  of  madness  proud  ; 
Too  rich  thy  grace  to  seek,  or  prize, 
To  bow  too  lofty,  e'en  to  God. 

5  "  From  ancient  days/'  with  scoffs  they  cry. 

"  Allthingstheirsteadfastcourse  maintain ; 
10  * 


US  PSALM  53. 

"  We  see  no  God  in  earth,  or  sky, 

"  And  find  his  boasted  promise  vain."*] 

6  Like  raging  fire  thy  wrath  shall  burn  ; 

*  Thy  bosom  sweep  them  to  the  grave ; 
Their  branch,  their  root,  thy  hand  o'erturn, 
And  not  a  friend  be  found  to  save. 

7  Their  end  the  righteous  shall  behold, 

And  say  with  an  indignant  smile, 
"  These  are  the  worshippers  of  gold, 
"  The  sons  of  violence  and  guile. 

8  "  They  plac'd  their  hopes  in  glittering  dust, 

"  Chain'd  to  the  earth,  and  glued  to  sin; 
"  But  scorn 'd  to  make  the  Lord  their  trust, 
(i  Nor  form'd  a  wish  for  life  divine." 

9  [Down  to  the  grave  the  wretches  go, 

By  worms  consum'd,  to  ruin  driven, 
Their  spirits  haste  to  endless  wo, 
And  find  no  entrance  into  heaven. 

10  Then  shall  their  joys  revive  no  more, 

Like  dreams  dissolv'd  in  fleeting  air ; 
Their  flatteries  and  their  boasts  be  oer, 
And  hopes  all  vanish  in  despair.] 

11  But  in  thy  courts  will  I  be  seen, 

Growing  in  faith  and  hope,  and  love, 
Like  olives  fair,  and  fresh,  and  green, 
And  ripening  for  the  world  above. 

12  There  will  1  learn  thy  glory,  Lord, 

And  songs  for  all  thy  goodness  raise ; 
There  will  I  wait  to  hear  thy  word, 

While  listening  saints  approve  thy  praise 

PSALM  53.    4—6.     C.  M. 


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Victorv  and  Dtlive:ance  from  Persecution. 

RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools 
Who  thus  devour  her  saints  ? 

*  2  Pit  iii  *.  f  See  Bishop  Horned  Comment: 


PSALM  53.  119 

Do  they  not  know  their  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints  ? 

2  They  shall  be  seiz'd  with  sad  surprise ;. 
For  God's  avenging  arm 

Scatters  the  bones  of  them  that  rise 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 
Of  armies  in  array  ; 

When  God  has  first  dispers'd  their  host. 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

4  Oh  for  a  word  from  Zion's  King, 
Her  captives  to  restore  ! 

Jacob  with  all  his  tribes  shall  sing, 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 

PSALM  53.     P.  M.     As  the  New  50th. 

The  last  verse  paraphrased,  together  with  several  passages  from  Isaiah,  Malachi,  anti 

St.  Paul 

Prayer  for  the  Latter-day  Glory* 

LORD  of  all  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous  ear; 
Thy  children's  voice  with  tender  mercy  hear ; 
Bear  thy  blest  promise,  fix'd  as  hills,  in  mind, 
And  shed  renewing  grace  on  lost  mankind  ! 
Oh  let  thy  Spirit  like  soft  dews  descend  : 
Thy  Gospel  run  to  earth's  remotest  end ! 

2  Let  Zion's  walls  before  thee  ceaseless  stand, 
Dear  as  thine  eye,  and  graven  on  thy  hand ; 
From  earth's  far  regions  Jacob's  sons  restore, 
Oppress'd  by  man,  and  scourg'd  by  thee  no  more, 
Enrich'd  with  gold,  adorn'd  with  heavenly  grace, 
Truth  their  sole  guide,  and  all  their  pleasure  praise* 

3  Then  Satan's  kingdom  shall  from  earth  retire, 
Dead  forms  dissolve,  and  furious  zeal  expire ; 
The  Beast's  fell  throne  shall  darkness  dire  sur- 
round ; 

Mohammed's  empire  crumble  to  the  ground ; 
The  dreams  of  Infidels  in  smoke  decay, 
And  all  the  foes  of  heaven  shall  fleet  away. 


120  PSALM  54. 

4  In  barren  wilds  shall  living  waters  spring; 
Fair  temples  rise,  and  songs  of  transport  ring ; 
The  savage  mind  with  sweet  affections  warm, 
And  light,  and  love,  the  yielding  bosom  charm; 
From  sin's  oblivions  sleep  the  soul  arise, 

And  grace,  and  goodness,shower  from  balmy  skies*. 

5  Then  shall  mankind  no  more  in  darkness  mourn  ;v 
Then  happy  nations  in  a  day  be  born  ; 

From  east  to  west  thy  glorious  name  be  onef 
And  one  pure  worship  hail  th'  eternal  Son  ; 
Remotest  realms  one  spotless  faith  unite, 
And  o'er  all  regions  beam  the  Gospel's  light. 

6  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult  with  joy  divine  ; 
Their  virtues,  quicken,  and  their  lives  refine; 
Their  souls  improve,  their  songs  more  grateful  rise. 
And  sweeter  incense  cheer  the  morning  skies  : 
Heaven  o'er  the  world  unfold  a  brighter  day, 
And  Jesus  spread  his  reign  from  sea  to  sea. 

PSALM  54.     T.  M.    As  the  I22d. 

Prayer  for  Ddivrranct  from  Enemies. 

MY  God,  preserve  my  soul ; 
Oh  make  my  spirit  whole ! 
To  save  me  let  thy  strength  appear ; 
Strangers  my  steps  surround  ; 
Their  pride  and  rage  confound, 

A.nd  bring  thy  great  salvation  near. 

2  Those  that  against  me  rise 
Are  aliens  from  the  skies ; 

They  hate  thy  church  and  kingdom,  Lord  ! 
They  mock  thy  fearful  name ; 
They  glory  in  their  shame, 

Nor  heed  the  wonders  of  thy  word. 

3  But,  O,  thou  King  divine  ! 
My  chosen  friends  are  thine, 

The  men  that  still  my  soul  sustain ; 


PSALM  55.  121 

Wilt  thou  my  foes  subdue, 
And  form  their  hearts  anew, 

And  snatch  them  from  eternal  pain. 

1  Escap'd  from  every  wo, 
Oh  grant  me,  here  below, 

To  praise  thy  name,  with  those  I  love ! 
And.  when  beyond  the  skies 
Our  souls  unbodied  rise, 

Unite  us  in  the  realms  above. 

PSALM  55.    1—8,  1 6,  1 7,  J  8,  22.     C.  M. 

Support  jot  the  afflicted  and  tempted  Soul. 

OGOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries. 
Behold  my  flowing  tears, 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devise, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Their  rage  is  level  I'd  at  my  life, 

My  soul  with  guilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  strife, 
To  shake  my  hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  pain  my  heart-strings  sound! 
I  groan  with  ev'ry  breath ; 

Horror  and  fear  beset  me  round 
Among  the  shades  of  death. 

4  Oh  were  I  like  a  feathered  dove, 
Soon  would  I  stretch  my  wings, 

And  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 

From  all  these  restless  things. 
Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  blow, 

Temptations  never  come. 
Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all 

To  'scape  the  rage  of  hell ! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call,, 

Can  save  me  here  as  well. 


122  PSALM  55. 

PAUSE. 

7  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  shall  preserve  my  soul  from  fear, 

Or  shield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

9  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  sustains  them  all ; 

My  courage  rests  upon  his  word., 

That  saints  shall  never  fall. 

10  My  highest  hopes  shall  not  be  vain, 

My  lips  shall  spread  his  praise ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 

PSALM  55.    15,  16,  17,  19,  22.     S.  M. 

Dangerous  Prosperity  ;  or  daily  Devotions  encouraged. 

ET  sinners  take  their  course, 
I  And  choose  the  road  to  death ; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light ; 

I  seek  his  blessing  ev'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
O  my  eternal  God  ! 

While  sinners  perish  in  surprise 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
And  no  sad  changes  feel, 

They  neither  fear,  nor  trust  thy  name 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 


i 


!■  PSALM  Ob.  .123 

3  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 
The  children  of  his  love ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands, 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

psalm  56.     c.  M. 

)cliverance  from  Oppression  and  Falsehood;  or,  God's  Care  of  his  People,  inAnsntr  tq 
Faith  and  Prayer 

OTHOU  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 
And  makes  th'  oppressor  cease, 
Behold  how  envious  sinners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  The  sons  of  violence  and  lies 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rise, 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flesh  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

4  They  wrest  my  words  to  mischief  still, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults ; 
Mischief  doth  all  their  counsels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  escape  without  thy  frown  ? 

Must  their  devices  stand  ? 
Oh  cast  the  haughty  sinner  down,    * 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand ! 

PAUSE. 

6  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints. 

Their  groans  affect  his  ears  ; 


124"  PSALM  57. 

Thou  hast  a  book  for  my  complaints, 
A  bottle  for  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raise  my  cry. 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee  : 
So  swift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  sky. 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 

$  In  thee,  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

9  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise  ; 
I'll  sing  how  faithful  is  thy  word ! 
How  righteous  all  thy  ways ! 

10  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death, 

Oh  set  thy  pris'ner  free, 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath 
•     May  be  employ 'd  for  thee. 

PSALM  57.      L.  M. 

Praite  for  Protec'.ion ;  Grace  end  Truth. 

MY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
Of  boundless  love  and  grace  unknown^ 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  over  blown. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform ; 
He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threat 'ning  storm. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
Let  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  song  shall  raise 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 


PSALM  58.  ] 25 

Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercv  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains. 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted.  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

PSALM  58.     P.  31-  As  the  \\3th  Fsilm. 

Warning   to  Magistrates. 

JUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause, 
When  the  oppress'd  before  you  stands  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  'scape  secure, 

While  sold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hands  ? 
2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  known, 
God  is  your  judge,  and  he  alone  ? 

High  in  the  heav'ns  his  justice  reigns; 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 
To  bind  the  conscience  in  your  chains. 
&  A  poison'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  sharp,  the  poison  strong, 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds  ; 
You  hear  no  counsels,  cries,  or  tears ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  stops  her  ears 

Against  the  power  of  charming  sounds. 
4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God  ; 
Those  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  blood  ; 
And  crush  the  serpents  in  the  dust : 
11 


J 26  PSALM  59. 

As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rise* 
Before  the  sweeping  tempest  flies, 
So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  lost 

5  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  sky, 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  snow  dissolve  and  run, 
Or  snails  that  perish  in  their  slime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 

Vain  births  that  never  see  the  sun. 

6  Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford  ; 

And  all  that  hear  shall  join  and  say, 
"  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
"  A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

"  And  will  their  suff 'rings  well  repay. 

PSALM  59.        p.  M.  As  the  UM. 

Together  vrith  some  passages  of  the  5Cth  omitted  by  Doetor4\Yatto. 
Complaints  againu  Unbelievers. 

OH  save  thy  servants,  Lord  ! 
Fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 
For  evil  men  against  us  rise : 
Causeless  our  souls  they  hate ; 
Against  our  lives  they  wait, 
And  aim  their  malice  at  the  skies. 

2  In  sin  their  hearts  delight ; 
In  sin  their  hands  unite  ; 

Estrang'd  and  evil,  from  the  womb: 
With  lies  their  tongues  begin ; 
They  grow  in  every  sin, 

Till  down  they  hasten  to  the  tomb. 

3  Deaf  to  that  charming  voice, 
That  bids  the  world  rejoice, 

The  gospel  sound  of  pardoning  love? 


PSALM   59.  127 

The  calls  of  gentle  peace, 

The  hopes  of  life,  and  bliss, 
And  glory  in  the  world  above. 

Blind  to  those  truths  divine, 

That,  fair  and  lovely,  shine, 
And  teach  the  Godhead  there  alone, 

Tidings  of  peace  refin'd, 

And  joy  to  all  mankind, 
And  mercy  to  a  world  undone ; 

They  hate  thy  glory,  Lord, 

They  mock  thy  holy  word ; 
The  snares  of  death  their  hands  employ  ; 

With  flattery  and  deceit, 

For  souls  they  lie  in  wait, 
And  help  the  fowler  to  destroy. 

PSALM  59.     P.  31.     As  the  ]2<2<l     second  part. 

Miserable  end  of  the  nicked* 

WHEN  God  in  wrath  shall  rise, 
T'  avenge  deceit  and  lies, 
What  anguish  shall  the  wicked  tear, 
The  men  that  slight  thy  name, 
That  boast  of  sin  and  shame, 
And  proudly  cry,  "  What  God  shall  hear  T} 

Thou  hear'st,  omniscient  Lord, 

Each  curse  and  idle  word, 
And  all  the  scoffs  of  lips  profane  ; 

And  when  the  night  of  death 

Shall  stop  their  impious  breath, 
Their  souls  shall  seek  for  peace  in  vain. 

Then  shall  the  Judge  deride 

Their  malice  and  their  pride, 
And  crush  them  with  an  iron  rod  ; 

In  vain  shall  fall  their  tears ; 

In  vain  ascend  their  prayers  ; 
And  they  shall  know  the  ruling  God. 


128  PSALM    60. 

4  Just  as  th*  untimely  birth 
Returns  to  mouldering  earth, 

Or  streams  m  summer  pass  avvay^ 

So  all  their  dreams  of  peace, 

And  promises  of  bliss, 
Shall  vanish  in  that  dreadful  day. 

5  O  how  will  sinners  need 
An  Advocate  to  plead, 

Accepted  at  thine  awful  throne ! 
How,  in  that  solemn  hour, 
Will  faith's  transcendent  power 

Outweigh  all  things  beneath  the  sun ! 

%       Yet  save  their  souls,  O  Lord  ; 

Subdue  them  by  thy  word, 
Though  all  their  powers  oppose  thy  reign  ; 

As  scatter'd  foes  submit, 

Bow  them  beneath  thy  feet, 
Nor  let  them  read  thy  wrath  in  vain. 

PSALM  60.    1—5,  10—12.     C.  M. 

On  a  Day  of  Humiliation  for  Disappointments  in  War 

ORD,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  off? 
-i  Must  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ? 

Shall  mercv  ne'er  return  ? 

\j 

2  The  terror  of  one  frowTn  of  thine, 
Melts  all  our  strength  away ; 

Like  men  that  totter,  drunk  with  wine, 
We  tremble  in  dismay. 

3  Thy  people  shake  beneath  thy  stroke, 
And  dread  thy  threatening  hand  ; 

Oh  heal  the  nation  thou  hast  broke. 
Confirm  the  wavering  land  ! 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field, 
For  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 


i 


PSALM  61,   62.  lSg 

{Save  thy  beloved  with  thy  shield, 
And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 
3  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 
Like  a  confederate  God : 

In  vain  confederate  powers  unite 
Against  thy  lifted  rod. 

8  Our  troops  shall  gain  a  wide  renown, 
By  thine  assisting  hand  ; 
'Tis  God  that  treads  the  mighty  down, 
And  makes  the  feeble  stand. 

PSALM  61.     1—6.     S.  M. 

Saf.iy  in  God. 

WHEN  overwhelm'd  with  grief, 
My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heav'n  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  Oh  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head. 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 

For  ever  I'll  abide  : 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence., 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

PSALM  62,     5—12.     L.  M 

.To  Trust  in  the  Crcaturts  ;  or,  Faith  in  (/«  Divine  Cr,:cc  and  Poivir. 

MY  spirit  looks  to  God  alone ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne ; 
In  all  mv  fears,  in  all  mv  straits. 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits 
11  * 


yjjj  PSALM  63. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways. 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glitt'ring  dnst; 
Why  will  ye  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke? 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due;" 

He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too. 

6  For  sov'reign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  ; 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 

PSALM   63.      1-5.      FIRST  PART-      C.  M. 

The  Murning  of  a  Lord's  Dry 

E{  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
i   I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand) 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Thro'  all  thy  temple  shine ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 


PSALM    63.  131 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste. 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  her  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice. 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  day 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

PSALM   63.       6—10.     SECOND   PART.       C.  M. 

Midnight  Thoughts  recollected. 

'HPWAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 

X     I  thought  upon  thy  power, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  sight 
Amidst  the  darkest  hour. 

2  My  flesh  lay  resting  on  my  bed, 

My  soul  arose  on  high ; 
a  My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,"  I  said, 
"  Bring  thy  salvation  nigh." 

3  My  spirit  labours  up  thy  hill, 

And  climbs  the  heav'nly  road ; 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  still, 
While  I  pursue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  stretches  o'er  my  head 

The  shadow  of  thy  wings; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  and  sings. 

5  But  the  destroyers  of  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain ; 
The  tempter  shall  for  ever  cease, 
And  all  my  sins  be  slain. 


#2  PSALM  G3. 

§  Thy  sword  shall  give  my  foes  to  death; 
And  send  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  to  the  deeps  of  hell. 
psalm  63.     L.M. 

Longing  after  God ;  or,  the  Love  of  God  belter  than  Life. 

GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim. 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise,. 
Thou  art  my  father  and  my  God; 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties ; 
Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood. 

8  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands,, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers,  in  thirsty  lands, 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face ; 
Oft  have  1  seen  thy  glory  there, 
And  felt  the  power  of  sovreign  grace. 

5  Not  fruits,  nor  wines  that  tempt  our  taste, 
Nor  all  the  joys  our  senses  know, 
Could  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 

Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 

6  My  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 
No  taste  or  pleasure  could  afford  ; 
'Twould  but  a  tiresome  burden  prove,, 
If  I  w7ere  banish 'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidst  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  busy  cares  afflict  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refreshment  to  my  bed. 


PSALM   63.  1,33 

8  I'll  lift  ray  hands,  HI  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 
psalm  63.     s.  M. 

Seeking  God 

MY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty,  fainting  soul 
Thy  mercy  doth  implore : 
Not  travellers  in  desert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

S  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  my  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold. 
And  feel  thy  quick'ning  grace. 

4  For  life  without  thy  love 

No  relish  can  afford ; 
No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praise  thee  while  I  live,; 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feast 
Such  food  or  pleasure  give, 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind ; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are> 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  "watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 


134  PS\LM    64. 

8  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
M^  soul  in  safety  keeps ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 

PSALM  64.      P.M.     Asthe}22d.     first  part. 

A  Complaint*a  gainst  evil  Companions  ;  designed  especially  for  Yovtk. 

SAVE  me  from  evil  men, 
The  impious  and  profane, 
That  seek  the  faithful  to  destroy ; 
More  keen  than  pointed  swords, 
They  dart  their  bitter  words, 
To  wound  his  name,  his  hope,  and  joy. 

2  The  pit  and  secret  snare, 
Conjoin'd,  their  hands  prepare, 

And  say,  "  What  God  shall  see  or  hear  ?•' 
The  thoughtless,  young,  and  gay, 
Who  tread  that  dangerous  wTay, 

Shall  find  a  sure  destruction  there. 

3  Each  wile  their  hearts  combine, 
To  tempt  the  wretch  to  sin, 

To  curse  and  swear,  to  lie  and  steal : 
Each  crime  with  charms  display, 
And  reason  guilt  away, 

And  strew  with  flowers  the  road  to  hell. 

4  The  child  to  virtue  given, 

And  train'd  with  care  for  heaven, 
Their  deep  laid  mischiefs  lure  astray ; 

With  pangs  a  father  views, 

With  tears  a  mother  rues, 
Her  son,  her  darling,  made  a  prey. 

PSALM  64.      P.  M.     As  the  \22d.     second  part. 

Misckiffs  of  wicked  Men  the  Means  oj  their  own  Ruin,  and  of  Warning  to  others. 

WHEN  men  of  mischief  rise, 
In  secret  'gainst  the  skies, 


PSALM    65.  135 

Thy  hand  shall  sweep  them  to  the  grave  ? 

And  O  !  beyond  the  tomb 

How  dreadful  is  their  doom, 
Where  not  a  hand  is  reach'd  to  save ! 

I       Themselves  their  wiles  shall  snare  ; 

The  pits  their  hands  prepare, 
Before  their  feet  destruction  spread  : 

The  slander  they  devise, 

Their  malice,  and  their  lies, 
Shall  fall  with  vengeance  on  their  head. 

J       The  world  with  awe  shall  hear  ; 

In  Zion  rebels  fear, 
And  stay  their  hands  from  guilt  and  sin  ; 

To  thee  present  their  cry 

To  save  them  ere  they  die, 
And  make  and  know  thy  hand  divine. 

1  With  new-born  love  and  grace, 
Increasing  faith  and  praise, 

Thy  saints  shall  bid  their  songs  ascend  : 

That  truth  and  virtue  find 

In  the  all-ruling  Mind 
To  them,  and  to  their  friends,  a  Friend. 

PSALM   65.     1—5.    FIRST  PART.       l.  M. 

Public  Prayer  and  Praise. 

THE  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 
My  God;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house 
There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  O  thou,  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies, 
To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray  ; 
All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  islands  of  the  northern  sea. 

3  Against  my  will  my  sins  prevail, 

But  grace  shall  purge  away  their  stain ; 


136  PSALM   65. 

The  blood  of  Christ  will  never  fail 
To  wash  my  garments  white  again. 

4  Blest  is  the  man  whom  thou  shalt  choose. 
And  give  him  kind  access  to  thee ; 

Give  him  a  place  within  thy  house, 
To  taste  thy  love  divinely  free. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Zion  prays ; 
Babel  prepare  for  long  distress, 
When  Zion's  God  himself  arrays 
In  terror  and  in  righteousness. 

6  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 
What  his  afflicted  saints  request ; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  give  his  churches  rest. 

7  Then  shall  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Zion's  hill,  and  own  their  Lord  ; 
The  rising:  and  the  setting  sun 
Shall  see  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd. 

PSALM  65.     5—13.  second  part.     L.  M. 

Divine  F.-g:  i.    n&  in  Air,  Earth,  and  Sra  ;   or,  the  God  of  Mature  and  Grace. 

THE  God  of  our  salvation  hears 
The  ;    >ans  of  Zion  mix'd  wTith  tears  ; 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  designs, 
Thro'  all  the  way  his  terror  shines. 

Q  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  tr.e  earth's  remotest  ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known 
By  Nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  that  travel  o'er  the  flood  > 
Address  their  frighted  ^ouls  to  God, 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roar 
At  dreadful  distance  from  the  shore. 


PSALM  &>.  137 

4  He  bids  the  noisy  tempests  cease  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
When  a  tumult'ous  nation  raves 
Wild  as  the  wind,  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  While  kingdoms,  shaken  by  the  storm, 
He  settles  in  a  peaceful  form ; 
Mountains,  established  by  his  hand, 
Firm  on  their  old  foundation  stand. 

6  Behold  his  ensigns  sweep  the  sky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly ; 
The  heathen  lands,  with  swift  surprise, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes. 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east,  and  leads  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  suns  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills, 

8  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  ev'ning  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  drest  in  flowers. 

9  'Tis  from  hi^  wat'ry  stores  on  high 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  dispense. 

10  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  food  the  vallies  yield  : 
The  vallies  shout  with  cheerful  voice. 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  jovs. 

11  The  pastures  smile  in  green  array, 
There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  piay  ; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 

Each  in  his  language  speaks  thy  name. 


138  PSALM  60. 

12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine  ; 
G'er  ev'ry  field  thy  glories  shine; 
Thro'  ev'ry  month  thy  gifts  appear : 
Great  God,  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year  ! 

PSALM   65.      FIRST    PART.      C.  M. 

A  Fruytr-hearing  God,  and  the  Gentiles  calhd 

PRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee, 
There  shall  our  vows  be  paid ; 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray, 
All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 

2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 

But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  will  grant  us  power  and  skill 
To  conquer  ev'ry  sin. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  house, 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answering  what  thy  church  requests, 

Thy  truth  and  terror  shine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 
Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wond  ring  nations  see 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just ; 
And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  trust. 

6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord, 

When  signs  in  heav'n  appear; 
But  they  shall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM    65.      SECOKDPART.       C.    M. 

The  Pr.-v  ienw  of  G«a  in  Air,  Earth,  nni  Sea;  or,  tht  Blessings  of  Rain. 

'PT^LS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 
A    God  of  eternal  power  ; 


PSALM   65.  13* 

The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring  ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad., 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heav'n,  earth,  and  air  are  thine  ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Those  wand'ring  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  bv  the  winds  around, 
With  wat'ry  treasures  well  supply 
TheYurrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

PSALM   65.      THIRD  PART.    C  M. 

The  Blessings  of  the  Spring ;  or,  God  gives  Rain. 
A  Psalm  for  the  Husbandman. 

GOOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King, 
Who  makes  the  earth  his  care ; 
Visits  the  pastures  ev'ry  spring, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  thy  command 
Their  wat'ry  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  soften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring : 

The  vallies  rich  provision  yield, 

And  the  poor  lab'rers  sing. 


H 


140  PSALM    65. 

4  The  little  hills  on  ev'ry  side 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers ; 
The  meadows,  dress  Yl  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refresh'd  with  rain, 

Promise  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns, 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

PSALM  65.    P.  M.     Jls  the  148&. 

The  provide  nee  of  God  in  the  stasuns. 

OW  pleasing  is  thy  voice, 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
That  bids  the  frosts  retire, 

And  wakes  the  lovely  spring ! 

The  rains  return, 
The  ice  distils,  and  plains  and  hills 

Forget  to  mourn. 

2  The  lofty  mountain  stand, 
Established  by  thine  arm ; 
Thy  voice  the  ocean  stills, 
The  tumult,  and  the  storm. 
Through  earth  and  skies 
With  terror  spread,  thy  tokens  dread 
All  lands  surprise. 

8  The  morn  with  glory  crown 'd, 
Thy  hand  arrays  in  smiles ; 
Thou  bidd'st  the  eve  decline3 
Rejoicing  o'er  the  hills. 
Soft  suns  ascend ; 
The  mild  wind  blows ;  and  beauty  glows 
To  earth's  far  end. 


PSALM  6b.  141 

Thou  mak'st  the  pastures  green, 

Thou  call'st  the  flocks  abroad  ; 
The  springing  corn  proclaims 
The  footsteps  of  our  God. 
Both  bird  and  beast 
Partake  thy  care,  and,  happy,  share 

The  general  feast. 
Thy  showers  make  soft  the  fields ; 

On  every  side  behold 
The  ripening  harvests  wave 
Their  loads  of  richest  gold. 
The  labourers  sing 
With  cheerful  voice,  and,  blest,  rejoice 
In  God  their  King. 

The  thunder  is  his  voice ; 

His  arrows  blazing  fires ; 
He  glows  in  yonder  sun, 
And  smiles  in  starry  choirs. 
The  balmy  breeze 
His  breath  perfumes,  his  beauty  blooms 
In  flowers  and  trees. 

With  life  he  clothes  the  spring ; 

The  earth  with  summer  warms  : 
He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feast, 
And  rides  in  wintry  storms. 
His  gifts  divine 
Through  all  appear,  and  round  the  year 
His  glories  shine. 

PSALM    66.       FIRST   P.4RT.    C.   M. 
Governing  Power  a\d  Goo  ness  ;  or,  or  Graces  tried  by  Afflictions. 

SING,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
Sing  with  a  joyful  noise  ; 
With  melody  of  sound  record 
His  honours  and  your  joys. 
12  * 


142  PSALM    66. 

2  Say  to  the  Power  that  shakes  the  sky. 

"  How  terrible  art  thou! 
u  Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 

3  [Come  see  the  wonders  of  our  God> 

How  glorious  are  his  wavs ! 
In  Moses'  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  seas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

W  hile  Isral  pass'd  the  flood ; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy. 
And  triumph  in  their  God.] 

5  He  rules  by  his  resistless  might : 

Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war  ? 

6  Oh  bless  our  God,  and  never  cease  ; 

Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace. 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  sufFring  souls, 

To  make  our  graces  shine  ; 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

8  Thro'  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  ways 

We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  possess  the  promis  d  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

PSALM  66.       13—20.  second  part.     C.  M. 

Praise  to  Godf-r  hearing  Prayer. 

"V^OW  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
i.^    To  that  Almighty  Power 
Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made 
In  my  distressf  ul  hour. 


PSALM    67.  143 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 

To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
Come,  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  hath  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell. 

I  sought  his  heav'nly  aid ; 
He  sav'd  my  sinking  soul  from  hell, 
And  Death's  eternal  shade. 

4  If  sin  lay  cover 'd  in  my  heart 

While  prayer  employ 'd  my  tongue; 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

5  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  blest) 

Has  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

PSx\LM  67.      c.  M. 

The  Nation's  Prosperity,  and  the  Church's  Increase. 

SHINE  on  our  land,  Jehovah  shine, 
With  beams  of  heav'nly  grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  power  thro'  all  our  coasts, 
And  show  thy  smiling  face. 

[Here  fix  thy  throne  exalted  high, 

And  here  our  glory  stand  ; 
And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire 

Surround  thy  fav'rite  land.] 

When  shall  thy  name  from  shore  to  shore 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 

Sing  loud  with  solemn  voice ; 
Let  thankful  tongues  exalt  his  praise, 

And  thankful  hearts  rejoice* 


144  PSALM  68. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  sov'reign  Judge, 

That  sits  enthron'd  above, 
Wisely  commands  the  worlds  he  made; 
Injustice  and  in  love. 

6  Earth  shall  confess  her  Maker  s  hand, 

And  yield  a  full  increase : 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land 
With  fruitfulness  and  peace. 

7  God,  the  Redeemer,  scatters  round 

His  choicest  favours  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmost  bound 
Shall  see,  adore,  and  fear. 

PSALM  68.    1—6,32—35    pi^st  part.     L.  M. 

The  Vengeance  and  Compassion  of  God. 

LET  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 
And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight; 
As  smoke  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies 
Before  the  rising  tempest  flies. 

2  [He  comes,  array *d  in  burning  flames? 
Justice  and  Vengeance  are  his  names : 
Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire 

Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 

3  He  rides,  and  thunders  thro'  the  sky, 
His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace; 
Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress ; 
In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  And 
A  Judge  that's  just,  a  Father  kind. 

5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  pris'ners  see  the  light  again ; 
But  rebels  that  dispute  his  will 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 


PSALM   68.  14S 

PAUSE. 

I  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song : 
His  wond'rous  names  and  powers  rehearse, 
His  honours  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

He  shakes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms ; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms ! 
In  Isra'l  are  his  mercies  known, 
Isra'l  is  his  peculiar  throne. 
i  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  blest.; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest: 
When  terrors  rise,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  evVy  saint. 

PSx\LM  68.     17,    18.      SECOND  PART.      L.  M. 

Christ's  Ascension,  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit. 

LORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  till'd  the  sky  ; 
Those  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there; 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down. 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

PSALM  68.    19,  9—20,  21,  22.  third,  part.    L.  M. 

Praise/tor  Temporal  Blr'sings  ;  cr.  Common  and  Special  Mercies. 

'\\f^  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good, 
▼  ▼    Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food ; 


146  PSALM  69. 

Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies. 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supplies. 

2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  clouds  with  plenteous  rain 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  "Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death, 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong  ; 

He  heals  the  weak,  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remains, 
Is  endless  joy,  and  endless  pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis  d  the  serpent's  head, 
On  all  the  serpent's  seed  shall  tread  ; 
The  stubborn  sinner's  hope  confound, 
And  smite  him  with  a  lasting  wround. 

$  But  his  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  the  deep  earth  or  deeper  seas, 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above  ; 
There  shall  thej  taste  his  special  love/ 

PSALM  69.    1  —  14.     first  part.     cm. 

The.  Sufferings  of  Christfor  our  Salwtioa. 


iC 


Q  AVE  me,  O  God,  the  swelling  floods 


Break  in  upon  my  soul ; 
"  I  sink,  and  sorrows  o'er  my  head 
"  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  "  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  is  gone, 

"  In  tears  I  waste  the  day : 
"  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
"  And  shorten  thy  delay. 

3  "  They  hate  my  soul  without  a  cause, 

"  And  still  their  number  grows 


PSALM  69.  147 

"  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
"  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

£  "  'Twasthen  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 
"  That  men  could  never  pay, 
"  And  gave  those  honours  to  thy  law 
"  Which  sinners  took  away." 

5  Thus  in  the  great  Messiah's  name, 

The  royal  prophet  mourns ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

6  "  Now  shall  the  saints  rejoice  and  find 

"  Salvation  in  my  name, 
"  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
"  Of  sorrow,  pain,  and  shame. 

7  "  Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloth 'd  me  round. 

"  And  sackcloth  was  my  dress, 
"  While  I  procur'd,  for  naked  souls, 
"  A  robe  of  righteousness. 

8  "  Among  my  brethren  and  the  Jews 

"  I  like  a  stranger  stood, 
"  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
"  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

9  "  I  came  in  sinful  mortals'  stead 

"  To  do  my  Father's  will : 
"  Yet,  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  house, 
"  They  scandaliz'd  my  z?ai. 

0  "  My  fasting  and  my  holy  groans 

"  Were  made  the  drunkard's  song; 
"  But  God,  from  his  celestial  throne, 
"  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

1  "  He  sav'd  me  from  the  dreadfu-  deep, 

"  Nor  let  my  soul  be  drown'd  ; 
"  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  sinking  (eet 
"  On  well-establish'd  ground. 


3  48  PSALM    69. 

12  "  'Twas  in  a  most  accepted  hour, 
u  My  prayer  arose  on  high. 
"  And  for  my  sake  my  God  shall  hear 
"  The  dying  sinner's  cry." 

PSALM  69.    U— 21,  26,  29,  32.    second  part.     C.  M. 

Tie  Passion  and  Exatation  of  Christ. 

NOW  let  our  lips,  with  holy  fear 
And  mournful  pleasure,  sing 
The  suff  'rings  of  our  great  High-Priest, 
The  sorrows  of  our  King. 

2  He  sinks  in  floods  of  deep  distress : 

How  high  the  waters  rise  ! 
While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  ear 
He  sends  perpetual  cries. 

3  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  save  thy  Soil, 

"  Nor  hide  thy  shining  face  : 
"  Why  should  thy  fav'rite  look  like  one 
"  Forsaken  of  thy  grace ! 

4  "  With  rage  they  persecute  the  man 

"  That  groans  beneath  thy  wound,. 
"  While  for  a  sacrifice  I  pour 
"  My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  u  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  dust, 

"  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
"  Their  sharp  insulting  slanders  add 
"  Fresh  anguish  to  my  pain. 

6  "  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 

"  The  scandal  and  the  shame ; 
ec  Reproaches  brake  my  bleeding  heart 
"  And  lies  defile  my  name. 

7  "  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

"  My  kindred  are  my  grief; 
"  I  ask  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
"  But  meet  with  no  relief. 


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PSALM  69.  149 

8  "  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirsty 
"  They  give  me  gall  for  food  ; 
"  And  sporting  with  my  dying  groans, 
"  They  triumph  in  my  blood. 
Shine  into  my  distressed  soul, 
"  Let  thy  compassion  save ; 
And  tho'  my  flesh  sink  down  to  death, 
"  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 
10  "  I  shall  arise  to  praise  thy  name, 
"  And  reign  in  worlds  unknown; 
"  And  thy  salvation,  O  my  God, 
"  Shall  seat  me  on  thy  throne." 

PSALM   69.        T  IIRD  PART.       c.  M. 

Christ's  Obedience  and  Dtath  ;  or,  G»d  glorified  and  Sinners  saved. 

FATHER,  I  sing  thy  wond'rous  grace, 
I  bless  my  Saviour's  name, 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  His  deep  distress  hath  rais'd  us  high, 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
FulfilTd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finish 'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs, 

Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp's  or  trumpet's  solemn  sound, 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  followers  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  blest. 

5  Let  heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 

To  God  their  voices  raise, 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  the  praise. 
13 


150  PSALM  69. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God, 
Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates ; 
And  glory  purchased  by  his  blood 
For  thine  own  Isra'l  waits. 

PSALM    69.       FIRST   PART.       L.   M. 

Ciirisfs  Passio)i  and  Sinner's  Salvation. 

DEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord ; 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roll 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath, 
While  hosts  of  hell,  and  powers  of  death 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice  join 

To  execute  their  curst  design. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Has  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
AtonM  for  sins  which  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honours  of  thy  law  restor'd  : 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

5  Oh  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning;  sinner  live : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 

PSALM  69.     Ver.  7,  £c.     second  part.     L.  M. 

Cir-sl's  Sufferings  and  Z 

TWAS  for  my  sake,  eternal  God, 
Thy  Son  sustain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  base  reproach  and  sore  disgrace, 
And  shame  defil'd  his  sacred  face. 
2  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check'd  their  sin : 


PSALM  70.  151 

While  he  fulfiird  thy  hofy  laws, 
They  hate  him.  but  without  a  cause. 

3  "  [My  Father's  house,"  said  he. "  was  made 
"  A  place  for  worship,  not  for  trade ;" 
Then  scatt'ring  all  their  gold  and  brass, 
He  scourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place. 

4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Consum'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood: 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown, 

He  felt  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own. 

5  His  friends  forsook,  his  followers  lied, 
While  foes  and  arms  surround  his  head  : 
They  curse  him  with  a  sland'rous  tongue, 
And  the  false  judge  maintains  the  wrong.] 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blasphemies : 
Thev  nail  him  to  the  shameful  tree  ; 
There  hung  the  man  that  died  for  me. 

7  [Wretches  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones 
Insult  his  piety  and  groans ; 

Gall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar.] 

8  But  God  beheld,  and  from  his  throne 
Mark'd  out  the  men  that  hate  his  Son  : 
The  hand  that  raised  him  from  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  due  vengeance  on  their  head. 

psalm  70.    L.  M. 

Taraphrased,  together  with  several  other  passages  of  Scripture. 
A  P  J  Chrisl 

OTHOU,  whose  hand  the  kingdom  sways, 
Whom  earth,  and  hell,  and  heaven  obevs, 
To  help  thy  chosen  sons  appear, 
And  show  thy  power  and  glory  here ! 


152  PSALM    71. 

2  While  stupid  wretches  sunk  in  sleep, 
Slide  onward  to  the  fiery  deep, 

To  sense,  and  sin.  and  madness,  driven, 
Believe  no  hell,  and  wish  no  heaven; 

3  While  fools  deride,  while  foes  oppress, 
And  Zion  mourns  in  deep  distress  ; 

Her  friends  withdraw,  her  foes  grow  bold, 
Truth  fails,  and  love  is  waxen  cold. 

4  Oh  haste,  with  every  gift  inspir'd, 
With  glory,  truth,  and  grace  attir'd, 
Thou  Star  of  heaven's  eternal  morn  ; 
Thou  Sun,  whom  beams  divine  adorn  ! 

5  Assert  the  honour  of  thy  name  ; 
O'erwhelm  they  foes  with  fear  and  shame; 
Bid  them  beneath  thy  footstool  lie, 

Nor  let  their  souls  for  ever  die. 

6  Saints  shall  be  glad  before  thy  face, 
And  grow  in  love,  and  truth  and  grace. 
Thy  church  shall  flourish  in  thy  sight, 
And  fruits  of  peace,  and  pure  delight. 

7  Oh  hither,  then,  thy  footsteps  bend  ; 
Swift  as  a  roe,  from  hills  descend  ; 
Mild  as  the  sabbath's  cheerful  ray, 
'Till  life  unfolds  eternal  day ! 

PSALM  71.      5—9.      FIRST  PART.     c.  M. 

The  aged  SainVs  Rrflectun  and  Hope. 

MY  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
I  live  upon  thy  truth ; 
Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthen  d  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flesh  was  fashion'd  by  thy  power, 
With  all  these  limbs  of  mine  ; 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine, 


M 


PSALM   71.  153 

3  Still  Hath  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  ev'ry  year; 
Behold,  my  days  that  vet  remain. 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  hist'ry  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 
In  ev'ry  line  thy  praise. 

PSALM  71.     \5,  14,  16,  23,  22,  2-!.  second  part.     C.  M, 

Cirist  .  a  id  Righteousness- 

Y  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend, 
When  1  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust. 
Thy  goodness  1  adore  ; 

And  since  1  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celestial  road. 

And  march,  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  mv  Father,  God. 

4  When  I  am  til  I'd  with  sore  distress 
For  some  surprising  sin, 

I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 
The  victries  of  my  King  ; 

13  * 


154  PSALM  71. 

My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  [M\  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Hi's  death  hath  brought  my  foes  to  shame., 
And  sav'd  me  by  his  blood.] 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers  ; 

With  this  delightful  song 
I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  long:. 

PSALM  71.    17—21.     THIRD  PART.      CM. 

The  Aged  Christian's  Prayer  and  Son;;  or, Old  Age,  Death,  and  the  Resurrection. 

GOD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth. 
The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth. 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

Te  the  surviving  age, 
And  leave  a  savour  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove ; 
Oh  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love ! 

PAUSE. 

5  Thy  righteousness  is  deep  and  high, 

Unsearchable  thy  deeds ; 
Thy  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  my  praise  exceeds. 


PRALM    72.  155 

3  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threat  nings  roar, 
And  oft  endur'd  the  grief; 
But  when  thv  hand  hath  press'd  me  sore. 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 
7  Bv  long  experience  have  I  known 
Thy  sov 'reign  power  to  save  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

i  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  dust, 
My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care  ; 
These  withering  limbs  with  thee  I  trust. 
To  raise  them  strong  and  fair. 

PSALM    72.     FIRST   PART.       L.M. 
T  tMingd   m 

GREAT  God.  whose  universal  swaj 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Nowgive  the  kingdom  to  thv  Son, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thv  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heav'n  submits  to  his  commands  ; 
His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  just, 
And  treads  th'  oppressor  in  the  dust; 
His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 
Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 

1  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down; 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 


156  PS\LM  72. 

6  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river  from  his  throne, 
Shail  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

PSALM   72.     SECOND   PART         L.    M. 
Ch    si's  Kin*  .on  among  th    Gentiles. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore. 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  [Behold  the  islands  with  their  kings 
And  Europe  her  best  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

S  There  Persia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  shines  in  eastern  gold  ; 
And  barbarous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord] 

4  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice. 

5  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant-voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

6  Blessings  abound  wrhere'er  he  reigns 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

7  [Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more  : 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 


PSALM  72.  157 

8  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  amen.] 

PSALM  72.    P.  M.    As  the  new  50th. 

The  glory  of  Christ,  and  of  his  kingdom. 

OTHOU,  whose  sceptre  earth  and  seas  obey, 
And  skies,  and  stars,  and  suns,  confess  thy 
sway, 
Now  to  thy  Son  th'  immortal  kingdom  give  ; 
In  him  command  a  ruin'd  world  to  live ; 
O'er  every  realm  his  mighty  sway  extend 
And  bid  o'er  every  throne  his  throne  ascend. 

I  O'er  all  created  names  his  glories  shine : 
Supreme  his  beauty,  and  his  grace  divine  ; 
Fairer  than  thrones,  and  powers,  and  seraphs 

bright, 
The  realms  of  nature,  and  the  world  of  light: 
The  King  of  kings,  the  Prince  to  angels  given, 
Lord  of  the  world,  and  Heir  divine  of  heaven. 

*  His  glorious  hand  shall  hold  a  righteous  sway, 
Th'  oppressor  tremble,  and  the  proud  obey : 
The  friendless  poor  immortal  treasures  know; 
The  wearied  bosom  rest  from  every  wo  ; 
The  houseless  wanderer  find  a  blest  abode, 
The  soul  a  ransom,  and  the  saint  a  God. 

I  Fair  as  the  tree  of  life  his  saints  shall  rise, 
Redeem'd  from  death,  and  violence,  and  lies; 
Lov'd  by  his  soul,  as  precious  sons  are  lov'd  : 
Glorious  as  kings,  as  spotless  priests  approv'd  : 
On  joyful  hills  shall  truth  and  justice  grow, 
And  peace  in  spreading  streams  the  world  o'erfloW. 

)  Through  endless  years  his  glory  shall  extend  ; 
For  him  increasing  prayers  to  heaven  ascend ; 
To  heaven  his  name  from  every  region  rise, 
More  sweet  than  incense  cheers  the^morning  skies ; 
To  him  all  lands  a  song  of  rapture  raise, 
And  lisping  infants  join  their  artless  praise. 


158  PSALM  73. 

6  As  spring's  mild  showers  refresh  the  thirsty  plain, 
As  cloudless  suns  succeed  the  genial  rain, 

So  shall  his  influence  earth's  sad  face  renew  ; 
Where  the  scant  seed  his  faithful  labourers  strew, 
Like  towering  groves,  behold  the  harvest  rise, 
Wave  round  like  Lebanon,  and  reach  the  skies. 

7  From  shore  to  shore  shall  stretch  his  boundless 


sway ; 
His  boundless  blessings  flow  to  every  sea  ; 
See  round  his  altars  suppliant  kings  attend  ; 
Before  his  throne  obedient  nations  bend  : 
To  him  their  tribute  distant  realms  unfold, 


!  f 


Her  spices  India,  and  Peru  her  go! 

8  See  springs  of  life  in  thirsty  deserts  flow, 
And  savage  tribes  th'  immortal  Saviour  know 
Prostrate  in  dust  his  humbled  foes  shall  lie, 
Or  send  their  hymns  of  transport  to  the  sky  : 
And  each  blest  land  rehearse  his  praises  o'er, 
'Till  moons  shall  walk  their  evening  round  no 

more. 

9  In  him  the  curse  in  boundless  bliss  shall  end  ; 
From  evil  good,  from  darkness  light,  ascend  ; 
Diviner  glories  to  mankind  be  given, 

A  nobler  nature  and  a  fairer  heaven  : 

Let  earth,  let  saints,  that  seek  his  bright  abode, 

Resound  his  praise,  and  bless  their  Father  God. 

PSALM  73.     FIRST  PART.       C.   M. 

Afflicted  Saints  happy,  and  prosperous  Sinners  cursed 

"TVTOW  I'm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind 

.1^    To  men  of  heart  sincere, 

Yet  once  my  foolish  thoughts  repin'd, 

And  border 'd  on  despair. 
2  I  griev'd  to  see  the  wicked  thrive, 

And  spoke  with  angry  breath, 
"  How  pleasant  and  profane  they  live! 

"  How  peaceful  is  their  death! 


ps\lm73.  159 

3  "  With  well-fed' flesh  and  haughty  eyes 

"  They  lay  their  fears  to  sleep  ; 
"  Against  the  heav  ns  their  slanders  rise, 
"  While  saints  in  silence  weep. 

4  u  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

u  And  cleanse  my  heart  in  vain ; 
"  For  I  am  chasten'd  all  the  day, 
"  The  night  renews  my  pain." 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulged  complaints, 

1  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 
"  Sure  I  shall  thus  offend  thy  saints, 
u  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 

6  But  still  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard. 

The  conflict  too  severe ; 
Till  I  retir'd  to  search  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  secrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  some  prophetic  glass, 

I  saw  the  sinner  s  feet 
High  mounted  on  a  slipp'ry  place 
Beside  a  fiery  pit. 

8  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boast 

Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell : 
His  honours  in  a  dream  were  lost, 
And  he  awak'd  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was! 

How  like  a  thoughtless  beast ! 
Thus  to  suspect  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  blest. 

10  Yet  was  I  kept  from  full  despair, 
Upheld  by  power  unknown  : 
That  blessed  hand  that  broke  the  snare 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 


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16©  PSALM   73. 

PSALM  73.    23—28.  second  part.     C.  M. 

God  out  Portion  titre  and  htrtajtcr. 

OD.  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 
My  help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
When  sinking  in  despair. 
%  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 
Thro'  this  dark  wilderness : 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 
'T would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 

And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 
And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint, 

God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

5  Behold  the  sinners  that  remove 
Far  from  thy  presence  die ; 

Not  all  the  idol-gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  : 

My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

PSALM  73.     22,  3,  6,  17—20.     L.  M. 

The  Prosperity  if  Sinners  curstd. 

LORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I 
To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
To  see  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  shine. 
But  oh!  their  end,  their  dreadful  end! 
Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so : 


PSALM  73.  161 

On  slipp'ry  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

}  Now  let  them  boast  how  tall  they  rise, 
I'll  never  envy  them  again, 
There  they  may  stand  with  haughty  eyes, 
Til!  they  plunge  deep  in  endless  pain. 

t  Their  fancied  joys  how  fast  they  flee  ! 
Just  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes  ; 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 
Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 

)  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine, 
Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood : 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

psalm  73.     s.  M. 

The  ---. -":-.  /  Providence  vnfi'did 

URE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
r\or  is  religion  vain  : 
Tho'  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  saw  the  wicked  rise, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine. 

While  haughty  fools  with  scornful  eyes. 
In  robes  of  honour  shine. 

3  [Pamper'd  with  wanton  ease. 
Their  flesh  looks  full  and  fair, 

Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  seas. 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
That  pious  souh>  endure, 

Thro'  all  their  life  oppression  reigns. 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

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s 


162  PSALM   74. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 

The  everlasting  God : 
Their  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  name, 
And  spreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I,  with  flowing  tears, 

Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rise ; 
"  Is  there  a  God  that  sees  or  hears 
"  The  things  below  the  skies  ?"] 

7  The  tumult  of  my  thought 

Held  me  in  hard  suspense, 
Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  with  light  and  power, 

Did  my  mistakes  amend  ; 
I  view'd  the  sinner's  life  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  slipp'ry  steep 

The  thoughtless  wretches  go ! 
And  oh !  that  dreadful  fiery  deep 
That  waits  their  fall  below ! 

10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine ; 

I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

psalm  74.     c.  M. 

The  Church  pleading  with  God  under  sore  Persecution. 

\WTILL  God  for  ever  cast  us  off? 
V  v      His  wrath  for  ever  smoke 
Against  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chosen  flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes  so  dearly  bought 
With  their  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  stood. 


PSALM   74.  163 

Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  haste, 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  waste 

Is  made  within  thy  walls. 

Where  once  thy  churches  pray 'd  and  sang, 

Thy  foes  profanely  roar ; 
Over  thy  gates  their  ensigns  hang. 

Sad  tokens  of  their  power. 

How  are  the  seats  of  worship  broke  ? 

They  tear  the  buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heaviest  stroke 

Procures  the  chief  renown. 
5  With  flames  they  threaten  to  destroy 

Thy  children  in  their  nest ; 
"  Come  let  us  burn  at  once/'  they  cry, 

a  The  temple  and  the  priest." 

7  And  still  to  heighten  our  distress, 
Thy  presence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  signs  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

3  No  prophet  speaks  to  calm  our  woes, 
The  best  the  wisest  mourn ; 
And  not  a  friend,  nor  promise  shows, 
The  time  of  thy  return. 

PAUSE. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 

Shall  men  of  pride  blaspheme? 
Shall  saints  be  made  their  endless  song, 
And  bear  immortal  shame  ? 

10  Canst  thou  for  ever  sit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  still  thy  jealousy  forbear, 
And  still  withhold  thine  hand? 


164  PSALM  75. 

11  What  strange  deliverance  hast  thou  shown 

In  ages  long  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 

12  Thou  didst  divide  the  raging  sea 

By  thy  resistless  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wond'rous  wray3 
And  theii  secure  their  flight. 

13  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 

The  darkness  and  the  day  ? 
Did*t  thou  not  bid  the  morning  shine, 
And  mark  the  sun  his  way  ? 

14  Hath  not  thy  power  form'd  ev'ry  coast. 

And  set  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  summer's  heat  and  winter's  frost, 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

15  And  shall  the  sons  of  earth  and  dust 

That  sacred  power  blaspheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  hand  that  form'd  them  first 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  name  ? 

16  Think  on  the  cov'nant  thou  hast  made*, 

And  all  thy  words  of  love  ; 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade 
And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

17  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jest; 
Plead  thy  own  cause,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thv  children  rest. 

PSALM   75.    P.  M.     As  the  new  both. 

Government  from  God  alone 
A  P5ALM  FOR  A  GENERAL  ELECTION. 

THY  praise,  O  Lord,  our  thankful  songs  renew ; 
Thy  present  name  thy  works  of  wonder  shew ; 
Thy  glorious  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
Thy  sovereign  blessings  to  our  favour'd  race  ! 


PSALM  75.  1GS 

The  ruling  God  our  peace  and  freedom  prove, 
And  the  glad  tidings  of  forgiving  love. 

1  While  from  thy  hand,  our  rulers  take  their  power, 
Give  them  thy  greatness  humbly  to  adore, 
With  hearts  sincere  to  hold  a  righteous  sway, 
Bid  justice  triumph,  and  the  proud  obey, 
Defend  the  poor,  debasing  bribes  disdain, 
Avenge  bold  wrongs,  nor  wield  the  sword  in  vain# 

3  While  round  all  realms  wide  dissolutions  roll'd, 
Give  them  the  pillars  of  the  earth  t'  uphold, 
The  meek,  the  wise,  the  faithful,  and  the  just, 
And  tread  the  vile  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 

To  seek  thy  name,  to  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  spread  through  earth  the  victories  of  thy 
word. 

4  Give  them  the  public  weal  alone  to  prize, 
And  each  base  purpose  nobly  to  despise  ; 

To  bid  pure  knowledge  round  our  borders  shine, 
And  cheer  the  rising  race  with  beams  divine  ; 
Examples  bright  of  piety  display, 
And  charm  our  sons  to  tread  rhat  lovely  way. 

5  Teach  them,  that  greatness,  power,  and  place  are 

thine, 
Gifts  from  thy  hand,  bestow'd  for  ends  divine  : 
Rulers,  thy  stewards,  to  mankind  are  given 
To  shower  the  good,  and  build  the  cause  of  hea- 
ven ; 
From  thee  a  rich  reward  the  faithful  know ; 
The  faithless  hasten  to  distinguish'd  wo. 

6  Thou  art  the  Judge;  thy  sceptre  rules  the  skies  ; 
At  thy  command  the  just  to  glory  rise ; 

Thy  fearful  vengeance  guilty  wretches  share, 
Drink  the  last  dregs,  and  plunge  in  deep  despair  : 
To  thy  great  name  our  raptur'd  songs  shall  raise, 
A  humble  tribute  of  immortal  praise. 

14  * 


5 


166  PSALM  76. 

PSALM  76.      C.  M. 

Israel  saved,  and  the  Assyrians  destroyed;  or,  God's  Vengeance  against  ids  Enemies pr*» 
ceeds  from  his  Church 

N  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
His  name  in  Isra'l  great ; 
In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  seat. 

2  Among  the  praises  of  his  saints, 

His  dwelling  there  he  chose ; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  just  complaints, 
Against  their  haughty  foes. 

3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  the  threat'ning  spear ; 
The  how,  the  arrows,  and  the  sword, 
And  crush 'd  th'  Assyrian  war. 

4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  else 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  'Twas  Zion's  King  that  stoppd  the  breath 

Of  captains  and  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  slept  fast  in  death, 
And  never  found  their  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  horse  and  chariot  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod! 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

7  What  power  can  stand  before  thy  sight 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
When  heav'n  *h:nes  round  with  dreadful  light. 
The  earth  lies  still  and  fears. 

8  When  God   in  his  own  sov'reign  ways, 

Comes  d own  to  save  th'  opprest, 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise. 
And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 


PSAliM   77.  167 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring. 

Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown  : 
His  terror  shakes  the  proudest  king. 
And  cuts  an  army  down. 

10  The  thunder  of  his  sharp  rebuke 

Our  haughty  foes  shall  feel  ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forsook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  still.] 

PSALM   77.     FIRST   PART.        C.   M. 
M   anchili)  assaulting,  and  Hop<  prevailing 

TO  God  I  cried  with  mournful  voice, 
I  sought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  sad  day  when  troubles  rose 
And  fill'd  the  night  with  fear. 

2  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 

My  soul  refus'd  relief; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  just  and  wise, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

3  Still  I  complain 'd,  and  still  oppressed, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  rest, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  sorrows  grew 

Till  I  could  speak  no  more; 
Then  I  within  myself  withdrew, 
And  calld  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  calld  back  years  and  ancient  times 

When  I  beheid  thv  faee  : 
My  spirit  seareh'd  for  secret  crimes 
That  might  withhold  thv  grace. 

6  I  calld  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  I  enjoy 'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind? 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 


168  PSALM   77. 

7  Will  he  for  ever  cast  me  off 2 

And  will  his  promise  fail  ? 
Hath  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 
Shall  anger  still  prevail? 

8  But  I  forbid  this  hopeless  thought, 

This  dark,  despairing  frame, 
RemembVing  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought ; 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same. 

9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er. 
Thy  wonders  of  recov'ring  grace, 
When  flesh  could  hope  no  more. 

10  Grace  dwells  with  Justice  on  the  throne ; 

And  men  that  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  sanctuary  known 
The  counsels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM   77.     SECOND  PART.        C.   M. 
Comfort  derivedfrom  ancitnt  Providences  ;  or,  hr;e'  deliveredfrom  Egy{t,and  b,  ought  It 

Canaan. 

«  TTOW  awful  is  thy  chastening  rod  !" 

Xi    (May  thy  own  children  say) 
"  The  great,  the  wise,  the  dreadful  God! 
"  Howr  holy  is  his  way  \" 

2  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old, 

The  King  that  reigns  above, 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trust  his  love. 

3  Long  did  the  house  of  Joseph  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  opprest ; 
Long  he  del  ay 'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  rest. 

4  The  sons  of  good  old  Jacob  seem'd 

Abandon 'd  to  their  foes  : 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 
The  nation  that  he  chose. 


PSALM  78.  169 

5  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep, 

Must  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bids  them  venture  through  the  deep, 
And  makes  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  saw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  stood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  thro'  the  sea. 

Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  voice,  with  terror  in  the  sound, 

Thro'  clouds  and  darkness  broke ; 
All  heav'n  in  lightning  shone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  shook. 

9  Thine  arrows  thro'  the  skies  were  hurl'd, 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord ! 
Surprise  and  tremb'ling  seiz'd  the  worlds 
And  his  own  saints  ador'd. 

10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock ; 

And  safe,  by  Moses'  hand, 
Thro'  a  dry  desert  led  his  flock 
Home  to  the  promis'd  land.] 

PSALM   78.     FIRST   PART.       C.   M. 

Providences  of  God  recorded  ;  or,  Pious  Education,  and  Instruction  of  Children. 

LET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 
2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known ; 
His  works  of  power  and  grace ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Thro'  ev'ry  rising  race, 


o 


PSAVM  78, 

Our  lips  -hall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

An  ;  -in  to  theirs. 

T!   -  ?  -  v-t  i;l!  urn 

M  heirs. 

-1  Thi  s  v  learn,  in  God  alone 

hope  secureh  Is, 

That  they  may  3  .vorks, 

But  p 

PSALM  78.    5e«    vr.  -,:.-.      r.  M. 

IrruPs  RehtOifm,  mmd  PmrnskTiremt ;  air,  the  Sims  *tj£  Cbsxtiscavmt}  >' G**t  PtfU. 

kH  what  a  stirl".  rebellious  house 
\A  as  Jacob  s  anc 

False  to  their  own  most  solemn  vows. 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  cov'nant  of  his  love, 
And  did  his  laws  despise. 

Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  power  before  their  eyes. 

3  They  saw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light 
From  his  avenging  hand  : 

W  hat  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  stubborn  land. 

4  They  saw  him  cleave  the  mighty  sea, 
And  march'd  in  safetv  through. 

W  ith  wat'rv  walls  to  guard  their  way. 
Til]  they  had  "scap'd  the  toe. 

0  A  wond  rous  pillar  mark'd  the  road. 
Compos 'd  of  shade  and  light; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  shelt'ring  cloud. 
A  leading  lire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rook  their  thirst  supplied  : 
Thf  gushing  waters  fell. 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  side. 
A  constant  mm-; 


PSALM    7^ 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  most  high, 

And  dar'd  distrust  his  hind  ; 

Can  he  with  bread  our  host  supply 

,;  Amid  this  desert  land  ?" 

8  The  Lord  with  ind  .  n  heard. 

And  eaus'd  his  wrath  to  flam 
His  terrors  ever  stand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 

PSALM  78.   third?     -      CM. 

"IT 7HEN  Israe-  sins  the  Lord  reproves. 
▼  ▼     And  tills  their  heart-  with  dread  ; 
1  et  he  forgives  the  men  he  loves. 
And  sends  them  heav'nly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  lih'ralhand. 

And  made  his  treasures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provision  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  shower. 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet ; 
The  corn  of  heav'n.  so  light,  so  pure, 
As  though  'twere  angel's  meat 

4  But  they  in  murm'ring  language  said, 

"'  Manna  is  all  our  feast! 
"'  We  loathe  this  light,  this  airy  bread  ; 
"  We  must  have  flesh  to  taste. " 

5  "  \e  shall  have  flesh  to  please  your  lust." 

The  Lord  m  wrath  replied. 

#And  sent  them  quail-,  like  sand  or  di 
Heap'd  up  from  side  to  side. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  desire  ; 

And  greedy  as  they  fed. 
His  vt  burnt  with  secret  lire, 

And  smote  the  rebels  dead. 


172  PSALM  78. 

7  When  some  were  slain,  the  rest  return 'd, 

And  sought  the  Lord  with  tears; 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  soon  forgot  their  fears. 

8  Oft  he  chastis'd,  and  still  forgave, 

Til!  by  his  gracious  hand  .     ^3 

The  nation  he  res  lv'd  to  save, 
Possessed  the  promis'd  land. 

PSALM  78.    32.  &c.    fourth  part.     L.  M. 

Backslidu:^  and  i'or<iii<er.  -s  ;  or.  Shi  purJshed  and  Saints  saved* 

GREAT  God,  how  oft  did  Isra'l  prove 
By  turns  thine  anger  and  thy  love  ! 
There  in  a  glass  our  hearts  may  see 
How  fickle  and  how  false  they  be. 

2  How  soon  the  faith i ess  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought ; 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  power,  nor  trust  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  consum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 
A  tedious  march,  thro'  unknown  ways, 
Wore  out  their  strength,  and  spent  their  days. 

4  Oft  when  they  saw  their  brethren  slain, 
They  mourn'd  and  sought  the  Lord  again ; 
Call 'd  him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayers  and  vows  before  him  rise, 
As  flatt 'ring  words  or  solemn  lies, 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
False  to  his  covenant  and  his  love. 

6  Yet  did  his  sovereign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  not  deserv'd  to  live ; 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd. 

Or  else  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd, 


PSALM   79.  1 

7  He  saw  their  flesh  was  weak  and  frail \ 
He  saw  temptations  still  prevail  ; 
The  God  of  Abram  lov'd  them  still, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

psalm  79.  CM. 

I  ii-it  of  a  Xi'ion,  or  of  th:  Ciurch  aga,imt  Entmiet 

OGOD,  attend,  while  hosts  of  foes 
Thy  heritage  invade : 
Thy  Salem  is  become  a  heap  ; 

Thv  house  a  ruin  made. 

./ 

2  Thy  sons,  denied  a  peaceful  grave, 

Become  the  vulture's  food  ; 
Their  bodies  wolves  insatiate  tear, 
And  lions  drink  their  blood. 

3  Behold  us,  Lord,  a  remnant  sad, 

Of  peace  and  hope  forlorn, 
Of  every  mouth  the  vile  reproach, 
Of  every  eye  the  scorn. 

4  How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

How  long  delay  thy  grace; 
How  long  thy  hapless  children  mourn 
The  hidings  of  thy  face  ? 

5  Thy  vengeance  shall  find  out  our  foes, 

Who  mock  thy  fearful  name, 
Who  hate  thy  Ihws,  deride  thy  word, 
And  glory  in  their  shame. 

6  While  they  thy  chosen  Hock  devour, 

And  all  our  cities  waste; 
Forget  our  sins  and  follies  past, 
And  let  thy  mercy  haste. 

7  Help,  Lord  of  hosts,  for  Jesus'  sake. 

The  glory  of  thy  name  ; 

15 


174  PSALM    80. 

Cleanse  us  from  guilt,  our  hearts  renew, 
And  wipe  away  our  shame. 

8  Why  should  our  foes  insulting  cry, 

"  Where  is  the  God  you  boast, 
"  This  fabled  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven, 
"  \our  triumph,  and  your  trust  ?" 

9  Arise,  O  God,  and  let  thy  hand 

With  awful  glory  shine  ; 
With  terror  make  our  haughty  foes 
Confess  thy  name  divine. 

10  Behold  our  blood  ;  our  sighs  regard  ; 

And  writh  almighty  power 
Rescue  thy  saints,  condemn 'd  to  die, 
And  bid  us  fear  no  more. 

11  On  them  their  foul  reproach  shall  tuia, 

And  wound  with  sevenfold  scorn ; 
While  we,  thy  flock,  thy  grace  proclaim. 
To  ages  yet  unborn. 

psalm  80.     L.  M. 

The  Church's  Prayer  under  Affliction;  or,  the  Vineyard  of  God  masted. 

GREAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell,  j 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  thro'  the  desert  and  the  deep  : 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now  : 

Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  through  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 
We  shall  be  sav'd  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Great  God.,  whom  heav'nly  hosts  obey, 
How  long  shall  we  lament  and  pray  ? 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn? 


PSALM  80.  175 

4  Instead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  saints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 

We  shall  be  sav'd  and  sigh  no  more. 

PAUSE  FIRST. 

5  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 

6  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 
And  bless  the  nations  with  the  fruit  ? 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defac'd  ? 
Whv  hast  thou  laid  her  fences  waste  ? 
Strangers  and  foes  against  her  join, 
And  evVy  beast  devours  thy  vine, 

8  Return,  almighty  God,  return; 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 
We  shall  be  sav'd  and  sigh  no  more. 

MUSE  SECOND. 

9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew. 
Thou  wast  its  strength  and  glory  too ; 
Attacked  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 

Till  the  fair  branch  of  promise  rose* 

10  Fair  branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  shoot 
From  David's  stock,  from  Jacob  s  root ; 
Himself  a  noble  vine,  and  we 

The  lesser  branches  of  the  tree. 

11  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  he  shall  stand 
Girt  with  thy  strength  at  thy  right  hand ; 
Thy  first-born  Son,  adorn 'd  and  blest 
With  power  and  grace  above  the  rest. 


176  PSALM    81,    82. 

12  Oh  !  for  his  sake  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches  lest  they  die  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 
Tl  e  shall  be  savd,  and  sio;h  no  more. 

PSALM  81.      1,8-16.     S.  M. 

The.  JVrrr.iytps  of  God  io  his  Pa>p!e ;  or,  spiritual  Blessings  and  Punishments. 

SING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise  ; 
God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour  God  ; 
Let  Isra'l  hear  his  voice. 

2  "  From  vile  idolatry 

"  Preserve  my  worship  clean  ; 
"  I  am  the  Lord  that  set  thee  free 
u  From  slavery  and  sin. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 

"  And  111  supply  them  well ; 
"  But  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God, 
"  If  Isra'l  will  rebel ; 

4  "  I'll  leave  them  (saith  the  Lord,) 

"  To  their  own  lusts  a  prey, 
"  And  let  them  run  the  dangrous  road, 
"  'Tis  their  own  chosen  way. 

5  "  Yet  oh !  that  all  my  saints 

u  Would  hearken  to  my  voice! 
'-  Soon  would  I  ease  their  sore  complaints, 
"  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

G  "  While  I  destroy'd  their  foes, 
:   I'd  richly  feed  my  flock, 
"  And  they  should  taste  the  stream  that  flows 
"  From  their  eternal  Rock." 

PSALM  82.       L.M. 

Cd  I :  Governor  ;  or,  Wagisitbtes  wamtd 

A    MONO}  th'  assemblies  of  the  great 
Jl\-  A  greater  Rule?  takes  his  seat : 


PSALM  83.  177 

The  God  of  heav'n  as  Judge  surveys 
Those  gods  on  earth  and  all  their  ways. 

2  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  ? 
Or  why  support  th'  unrighteous  cause  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  sinners  vex  the  saints  no  m  >re  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know; 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  ; 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  shall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arise,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Possess  his  universal  throne, 

And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod  ; 
He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God. 

psalm  83.     s.  M. 

A  Complaint  against  Persecutors. 

AND  will  the  God  of  grace 
Perpetual  silence  keep  ? 
The  God  of  Justice  hold  his  peace. 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep  ? 

2  Behold  what  cursed  snares 

The  men  of  mischief  spread  ; 
The  men  that  hate  thy  saints  and  thee. 
Lift  up  their  threat  ning  head. 

3  Against  thy  hidden  ones, 

Their  counsels  they  employ, 
And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Pursues  them  to  destroy. 

4  The  noble  and  the  base 

Into  thy  pastures  leap  : 
The  lion  and  the  stupid  ass 
Conspire  to  vex  the  sheep, 

lo  * 


178  PSALM    83. 

5  (i  Come,  let  us  join  (they  cry,) 

"  To  loot  them  from  the  ground. 
'*  Till  not  the  name  of  saints  remain, 
if  Nor  mem'ry  shall  be  found." 

6  Awake,  afcnighiy  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind  ; 
Give  them  like  forests  to  the  fire, 
Or  stubble  to  the  wind. 

7  Convince  their  madness,  Lord, 

And  make  them  seek  thy  name; 
Or  else  their  stubborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  shame. 

8  Then  shall  the  nations  know 

That  glorious,  dreadful  word, 
Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  so v 'reign  Lord. 

PSALM  83.     P.  M.     Jis  the  New  50th. 

A  prayer  of  the  Churc'i  against  fur  E amies 

OTHOU,  the  only  good,  and  great,  and  wise. 
Father  of  men,  and  Lord  of  earth  and  skies, 
Thine  awful  silence  break !  from  heaven's  far  end 
In  countless  myriads  see  thy  foes  ascend; 
Lust,  malice,  pride,  to  waste  thy  kingdom  arm ; 
Fierce  swells   the    tumult,  threatening  roars  the 
storm  ! 

2  See  from  all  climes  th'  embattled  nations  roll ; 
A  world  in  arms,  and  sin  th*  inspiring  soui ! 

The  north  and  south,  the  east  and  west  combine  ; 
The  prince  and  slave,  the  sage  and  savage,  join ; 
And  power,  and  wealth,  and  skill,  and  fraud,  unite 
The  host  to  summon,  and  to  aim  the  tight. 

3  Whate'er  ingenious  mischief  can  devise, 

Or  the  tongue  utter,  train'd  to  arts  and  lies, 
Or  envy  w7ish,  or  malice  fell  prepare, 
Or  atheist  hope,  or  bold  blasphemer  dare,       [try, 
They  wish,  they  hope,  they  from,  they  dare,  they 
And  sound  the  trump  to  combat  with  the  sky. 


PSALM  84.  179 

4  ;-  Unite,*'  they  cry,  "our  wisdom  and  our  power, 

w  shall  the  name  of  God  be  heard  no  more; 
His  word  through  earth  become  the  butt  of  scorn; 
His  church  expire  ;  in  dust  his  temples  mourn  ; 
Lost  in  eternal  night,  Messiah  lie  ; 
His  promise  perish,  and  his  glory  die." 

5  *  O  thou  great  God,  before  whose  awful  ire 
The  hills  dissolve,  and  seas  and  skies  expire, 
Bow  the   high   heavens ;  make  bare  th'    avenging 

arm; 
Awake  thy  thunders;  rouse  the  sleeping  storm; 
Thy  lightnings  summon  to  the  dreadful  day, 
Nor  leave  thy  flock  to  ravening  wolves  a  prey. 

6  As  empty  chaff  before  the  whirlwind  flies, 
In  flames  to  heaven  as  kindled  forests  rise; 
So  shall  the  nations  vanish  from  thine  eye  ; 
Their  cities  sink  ;  the  scattered  islands  fly  ;     [fall, 
The  hard   rocks  cleave  :  the   tottering  mountains 
And  death  and  terror  rend  the  skrinking  ball.f 

7  Thro*  all  their  deep-laid  counsels  madness  send; 
Sin  their  foul  source,  and  misery  their  end, 
Amaz*d,  overthrown,  to  guilt  a  prey  forlorn, 

Of  shame  the  victims,  and  of  truth  the  scorn, 
Their  tears  shall  fall ;  to  prayers  their  curses  turn, 
And  sunk  in  dust,  the  wretched  remnant  mourn. 

8  So  shall  thy  kingdom  to  new  glory  rise; 
Thy  children  flourish  in  indulgent  skies; 
From  shore  to  shore  thy  word  in  triumph  run; 
In  every  land  thy  name  and  praise  be  one ; 

And  the  wide  world  resound  in  wondering  strains, 
"  Supreme   o'er  heaven    and   earth    JEHOVAH 


reigns." 


PSALM  81.     FIRST   PART.      L.  M. 
Th*  Pleasures  of  Publi    Worship 

OW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are; 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints, 
To  meetth'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

*  Isaiah  lxiv    1,3.     f  Rev.  xvi.  18    20. 


180  PSALM  84. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode  ; 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  King!  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee ! 

3  The  sparrow  chooses  where  to  rest, 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  nest ; 
But  will  my  God  to  sparrows  grant 
That  pleasure  which  his  children  want? 

4  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

5  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

6  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  strength  ;  and  thro'  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength. 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heav'n  at  length.; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

PSALM    #4.     SECOND     PART.        L.    M. 
Coi  and  his  Church  ;  or,  Grace  ami  G'ory. 

GREAT  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 
%  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 


PSALM    84.  131 

3  God  is  our  sun.  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow. 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  : 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  thy  sov 'reign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heav'n  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee  ; 
Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee. 

PSALM  84.    1,  2,  3—10.    C.  M. 

Paraphrased. 

Delight  in  Ordinance*  <fWor,  iip  ;  i  r,  Gcd  present  in  his  Churches. 

MY  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
To  which  thy  God  resorts ! 
'Tis  heav'n  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Tho'  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quick 'ning  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heav'nly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wond'rous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will : 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still, 

PAUSE. 

5  My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  the^ 

While  far  from  thine  abode  : 


182  PSALM  84. 

When  shall  I  tread  thv  courts  and  see 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 

6  The  sparrow  builds  herself  a  nest, 

And  suffers  no  remove  ; 
Oh  make  me  like  the  sparrow,  blest, 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternitv 
Employ  'd  in  carnal  joys. 

8  Lord,  at  thy  threshold  I  would  wait, 

While  Jesus  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  state 
Or  live  in  tents  of  sin. 

9  Could  I  command  the  spacious  land, 

And  the  more  boundless  sea, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

PSALM  84.    P.  M.  As  the  148th  Psalm. 

Lo  gmefor  the  Eoust  of  Cod. 

ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
-^  How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ; 
To  thine  abode 
My  heart  aspires  with  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God. 

2       The  sparrow  for  her  young 

With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest, 
And  wand'ring  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest : 
My  spirit  faints 
With  equal  zeal  to  rise  and  dwell 
Among  thy  saints. 


i 


PSALM  84.  183 

J       O  happy  souls  that  pray, 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear ; 
O  happy  men  that  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 
They  praise  thee  still ; 
And  happy  they  that  love  the  way 
To'Zion's  hill. 

i       They  go  from  strength  to  strength. 
Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heav'n  appears ; 
O  glorious  seat, 
When  God  our  King  shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet ! 

PAUSE. 

5       To  spend  one  sacred  day 

Where  God  and  saints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy 

Than  thousand  days  beside ; 
Where  God  resorts, 
I  love  it  more  to  keep  the  door 
Than  shine  in  courts. 

5       God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  light  and  our  defence ; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  fill'd ; 
We  draw  our  blessings  thence  ; 
He  shall  bestow 
On  Jacob's  race  peculiar  grace 
And  glory  too. 

7       The  Lord  his  people  loves ; 

His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  souls : 


184  PSALM    85. 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  hosts,  whose  spirit  trusts 
Alone  in  thee. 

PSALM  85.    1—8.     FTRST  PART.     l.  M 

Waiting  J  or  an  Answer  to  Prayer  ;  or,  Deliverance  begun  and  completed. 

LORD, thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind, 
Thou  hast  revers'd  our  heavy  doom  : 
So  God  forgave  when  Isra'l  sinn'd. 
And  brought  his  wand'ring  captives  home. 

2  Thou  hast  begun  to  set  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fiercest  wrath  abate : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word, 
We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say ; 
He'll  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace : 
But  let  them  run  no  more  astray, 

Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase. 

PSxALM   85.     0.   4-c.    SECOND  PART.      L.  M. 

Salvation  by  Christ. 

SALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh 
The  souls  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord  : 
And  grace  descending  from  on  high 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 
SinceChristtheLordcamedownfromheav'n; 
By  his  obedience,  so  complete, 

Justice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  isgiv'n. 

3  Now  truth  and  honour  shall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 

Ar*d  heav'niy  influence  bless  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 


PSALM   86,    87.  13c 

4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  access  to  God  ; 
Our  wand'ring  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  steps  and  keep  the  road. 

PSALM   86.    8—13.     C.  M. 

A  general  Song  <f  Praise  to  Cod. 

\  MONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
*%-  There's  none  hath  power  divine  : 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations  thou  hast  made  shall  bring 

Their  off 'rings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  dost  wond'rous  things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet, 

Teach  me  thy  heav'nly  ways, 
And  my  poor  scattered  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  praise. 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 

Shall  those  sweet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  sinking  soul 
Rose  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

psalm  87.     L.M. 

J  \t   Church  the  Birth-place  of  the  Saints;  or,  Jeus  and  Gentiles  uniied  in  the  Chruixa.:, 

G  lurch 

GOD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
Foundations  for  his  heav'nly  praise; 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well, 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  visits  ev'ry  house 

That  pays  its  night  and  morning  vows ; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay 
Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

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186  PSALM  88. 

3  What  glories  were  describ'd  of  old  ! 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  a-new  : 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  spring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear 

As  one  new-born  or  nourish 'd  there. 

PSALM   88.     FIRST   PART.       C.  M. 
The  Sorrows  of  Christ. 

OGOD  of  my  salvation,  hear  ! 
My  daily  cry  attend ! 
When  shall  I  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ? 
And  when  my  sorrows  end  ? 
a  My  life  is  number 'd  with  the  dead, 
That  lost  in  silence  lie  ; 
My  strength  decays;  my  spirits  droop. 
And  all  my  comforts  die. 

3  Forgotten  in  the  lowest  pit, 

In  darkness  and  the  deep, 
My  heart  the  light  of  hope  forsakes, 
My  weary  eyelids  sleep. 

4  Shunn'd,  as  polluted  victims  are, 

Like  lepers,  shut  from  men, 
My  dearest  friends  my  footsteps  fly, 
"Nor  know  my  face  again, 

5  Each  day  a  mourner  from  my  youth, 

My  tears  in  anguish  fall ; 
No  feeling  heart  partakes  my  pain  : 
No  ear  attends  my  call. 


PSALM  88.  187 

6  Thy  wrath  hangs  heavy  o'er  my  head  ; 

Thy  terrors  round  me  burn  ; 
My  feet  are  lost  in  sorrow's  wavesv 
Nor  find  a  path  to  turn. 

7  To  thee  each  morn  I  raise  my  cry  ; 

Thy  suppliant  hear  and  save  ! 
Oh  let  me  see  thy  smiling  face, 
And  bring  me  from  the  grave ! 

8  Though  friend  and  lover,  near  and  dear, 

In  dark  recesses  hide  ; 
Though  here  I  meet  the  darts  of  hate, 
And  bear  the  scoffs  of  pride ; 

9  Fll  lift  my  hands,  111  raise  mine  eyes, 

For  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Thy  hand  shall  save  me  from  my  foes, 
And  well  fulfil  thy  word.* 

PSALM  88.     SECOND  PART.      L.  M. 


Death  not  the  end  of  out  being. 
V.  r.  10,  11,  13.     t  Paraphrased. 


SHALL  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life, 
For  ever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 
Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  power,  to  save  ? 

2  In  death's  obscure,  oblivious  realms 

No  truths  are  taught,  nor  wonders  shown; 
No  mercy  beams  to  warm  the  heart ; 
Thy  name  unsung,  thy  grace  unknown. 

3  No  lips  proclaim  redeeming  love, 

With  praise  and  transport  in  the  sound ; 
The  gospel's  glory  never  shines, 

And  hope  and  peace  are  never  found. 

4  But  in  those  silent  realms  of  night 

Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise  ? 

•  Vilringa,  Bishop  Horn".,  be    interpret  this  Pn-.lm  according  to  the  icheme  of  the  ver 
iion  here  given. 

\  See  Bishop  Home  on  these  verses-. 


188  PSALM    88. 

No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 

Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies? 

5  Shall  spring  the  faded  world  revive? 

Shall  waning  moons  their  light  return  ? 
Again  shall  setting  suns  ascend, 
And  the  lost  day  anew  be  born  ? 

6  Shall  life  revisit  dying  worms, 

And  spread  the  joyful  insects'  wing  ? 
And  Oh  !  shall  man  awake  no  more, 
To  see  thy  face,  thy  name  to  sing  ? 

7  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain,  desponding  fears  : 

When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness 
sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 

8  Him,  the  first  fruits,  his  chosen  sons 

Shall  follow  from  the  vanquish'd  grave  ; 
He  mounts  his  throne,  the  King  of  kings, 
His  church  to  quicken,  and  to  save. 

9  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 

Unfold,  to  make  his  children  way : 
They  shall  be  cloth'd  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

10  The  trump  shall  sound  ;  the  dust  awake ; 
From  the  cold  tombtheslumberers  spring; 
Through  heaven  with  joy  theirmyriads  rise, 
And  hail  their  Saviour,  and  their  King. 

PSALM   88.     THIRD  PART.       L.  M. 

Life  the  only  accepted  Time. 

WHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given  ; 
But  soon,  ah  soon!  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven, 


psalm  88.  m 

2  While  God  invites,  how  bless 'd  the  day  ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
"  Come  sinners,  haste,  oh  haste  away, 
Wile  yet  a  pard'ning  God  he's  found/' 

3  Soon,  borne  on  Time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  Death  command  you  to  the  graver 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise  : 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

5  No  wonders  to  the  dead  are  shown, 

(The  wonders  of  redeeming  love  ;) 
No  voice  his  glorious  truth  makes  known. 
Nor  sings  the  bliss  of  climes  above. 

6  Silence,  and  solitude,  and  gloom, 

In  these  forgetful  realms  appear ; 
Deep  sorrows  fill  the  dismal  tomb, 
And  hope  shall  never  enter  there. 

PSALM    88.     FOURTH   PART.       S.   M. 
Solemn  Thoughts  wtcr  dangerous  Sickness 

STRETCH'D  on  the  bed  of  grief; 
In  silence  long  I  lay ; 
For  sore  disease  and  wasting  pain 
Had  worn  my  strength  away. 

2  Just  o'er  the  grave  I  hung ; 

No  pardon  met  my  eyes ; 
As  blessings  never  greet  the  slain, 
And  hope  shall  never  rise. 

3  Sweet  mercy  to  my  soul 

Reveal'd  no  charming  ray ; 
Before  me  rose  a  long,  dark  night, 
With  no  succeeding  day. 
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190  PSALM  88. 

4  I  saw,  beyond  the  tomb, 

The  awful  Judge  appear, 
Prepar'd  to  scan  with  strict  account 
My  blessings  wasted  here. 

5  His  wrath,"  like  flaming  fire, 

Burn'd  to  the  lowest  hell, 
And  in  that  hopeless  world  of  wo 
He  bade  my  spirit  dwell. 

6  My  friends,  now  friends  no  more, 

At  infinite  remove, 
Left  me,  to  gain  their  rich  reward, 
And  taste  forgiving  love. 

7  Then  O  how  vain  appeared 

The  joys  beneath  the  sky  ! 
Like  visions  past,  like  flowers  that  blow, 
When  wintry  storms  are  nigh. 

8  How  mourn 'd  my  sinking  soul 

The  Sabbath's  hours  divine, 
The  day  of  grace,  that  precious  day, 
Consum'd  in  sense,  and  sin. 

9  The  work,  the  mighty  work, 

Of  life,  so  long  delayed  ; 
Repentance,  yet  to  be  begun, 
Upon  a  dying  bed  ? 

10  Then  to  the  Lord  I  pray'd, 

And  rais'd  a  bitter  cry — 
Ci  Hear  me,  O  God,  and  save  my  soul, 
"  Lest  I  for  ever  die." 

1 1  He  heard  my  humble  cry  ; 

He  sav'd  my  soul  from  death  ; 
To  him  111  give  my  heart  and  hands, 
\nd  consecrate  my  breath. 


PRALM   89.  191 

12  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 

While  yet  'tis  call'd  to  day ; 
Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  Death 
Command  your  souls  away. 

13  Soon  will  the  harvest  close ; 

The  summer  soon  be  o'er,* 
And  soon  your  injurd,  angry  God 
Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more. 

psalm  89.    L.  M. 

The  Covenant  made  with  Christ;  or,  the  true  David. 

FOR  ever  shall  my  song  record 
The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord ; 
Mercy  and  truth  for  ever  stand 
Like  heav'n  establish'd  by  his  hand. 
2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  sware  and  said, 
"  With  thee  my  cov'nant  first  was  made ; 
In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  live ; 
Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 
Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  my  priest : 
Thv  children  shall  be  ever  blest ; 
Thou  art  my  chosen  King,  thy  throne 
Shall  stand  eternal  like  my  own. 

4  "  There's  none  of  all  my  sons  above 
"  So  much  my  image  or  my  love ; 

i:  Celestial  powers  thy  subjects  are, 

"  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare? 

5  "  David,  my  servant,  whom  I  chose 

"  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crush  my  foes ; 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
"  Was  but  a  shadow  of  my  Son<" 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  sing 
Jesus  her  Saviour  and  her  King : 
Angels  his  heav'nly  wonders  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

•  Jer.  yiii,  20. 


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192  PSALM  89. 

PSALM  89.    first  part.     C.  M. 

The  Faithfulness  of  God. 

MY  never-ceasing  song  shall  show 
The  mercies  of  the  Lord ; 
And  make  succeeding  ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  sacred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heav'n  endure ; 
And  if  he  speak  a  promise  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  sure. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jewish  throne ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  cov'nant  seal'd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 

4  His  seed  for  ever  shall  possess 

A  throne  above  the  skies ; 
The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rise. 

5  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thy  wond'rous  ways 

Are  sung  by  saints  above  : 
And  saints  on  earth  their  honours  raise 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 

PSALM   89.     7,    &C.    SECOND  PART.       C   M. 

Tht  Poner  and  Majesty  of  God  ;  or  Reverential  Worship, 

\  TTITH  rev'reuce  let  the  saints  appear, 
▼  ▼     And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His  high  commands  with  rev'rence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee, 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine ! 

3  The  northern  pole  and  southern  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand ; 


PSALM  89.  193 

Darkness  and  day,  from  east  to  west, 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boist  rous  deep ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Heav'n,  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine. 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell ; 
How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  shine 
When  Egypt  durst  rebel! 

8  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne,, 
Yet  wond'rous  is  thy  grace ! 
While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one., 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 

PSALM   89.      15,  &C.    THIRD  PART.        C.  M. 
A  blessed  Gospel 

BLESS'D  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  know 
The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ! 
Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope; 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives ; 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

PSALM  89.      19,  &C.   FOURTH  PART.      C.  M. 

Christ's  Mediatorial  Kingdom  ;  or,  his  Divine  and  Human  T\ature 

HEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
And  made  his  mercy  known : 
"  Sinners,  behold,  your  help  is  laid 
"  On  my  almighty  Son. 


194  PSALM  89. 

2  "  Behold  the  man  my  wisdom  chose 

"  Among  your  mortal  race  : 
"  His  head  my  holy  oil  oerflows, 
"  The  spirit  of  my  grace. 

3  "  High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 

"  My  people's  better  King: 
"  My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
"  And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

4  "  My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

"  With  mercy  by  his  side : 
u  While  in  my  name,  thro'  earth  and  sea, 
"  He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  iC  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

"  He  shall  for  ever  own, 
"  Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
"  And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

Q  "  My  first-born  Son,  array 'd  in  grace, 
"  At  my  right  hand  shall  sit, 
*c  Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
"  And  monarchs  at  his  feet. 

7  "  My  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  fast, 
' '  My  promises  are  strong ; 
"  Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  shall  last, 
"  His  seed  endure  as  long." 

PSALM    89.       30,  &C.    FIFTH   PART.    C.  M. 

Tkt  Covt'iant  ■/  Grace  wickangeabie  ;  or,  Afflictions  without  Rejection. 

"  TTET  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 
X     "  The  children  of  my  Son, 

"  Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  my  grace, 
"  And  tempt  mine  anger  down ; 

2  "  Their  sins  I'll  visit  with  the  rod, 
"  And  make  their  folly  smart ; 
"  But  I'll  not  cease  to  be  their  God, 
"  Nor  from  my  truth  depart 


PSALM  89.  195 

S  "  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 
*   Bat  keep  my  grace  in  mind ; 
"  And  what  eternal  love  hath  spoke; 
<fc  Eternal  truth  shall  bind. 

4  "  Once  have  I  sworn,  I  need  no  more, 

"  And  pledged  my  holiness, 
"  To  seal  the  sacred  promise  sure 
"  To  David  and  his  race. 

5  "  The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise 

"  And  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 
"  Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies 
"  To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  "  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night 

"  His  kingdom  shrill  endure, 
"  Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  shade  and  light 
"  Shall  be  observ'd  no  more." 

PSALM  89.     47,  kc.     sixth  part.     L.  M. 

Mortality  and  Hope. 
A  F    NERAL  P=ALVf. 

REMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state, 
How  frail  our  life,  how  short  the  date! 
Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death  ? 

2  Lord,  while  we  see  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flesh  and  sense  repine  and  cry, 

"  Must  Death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ? 
"  Or  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain  ? 

3  "  Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just  ? 

"  Are  not  thy  servants  turn 'd  to  dust  ?" 
But  faith  forbids  these  mournful  sighs, 
And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  : 
Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord 


196  PSALM  89,   90. 

PSALM  89.   47,  &c.  last  part.   P.  M. 

As  the  113th  Psalm. 
Life,  Death,    and  the  Resurrection. 

THINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man, 
How  few  his  hours,  how  short  his  span! 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave : 
Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath 
Against  the  bold  demand  of  death, 
With  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save  ? 

2  Lord,  shall  it  be  for  ever  said, 

"  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"  For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust?" 
Are  not  thy  servants,  day  by  day, 
Sent  to  their  graves  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
Lord,  where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just? 

3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  seed,  a  heav'nly  crown? 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain ; 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love. 

And  each  repeat  a  loud  Amen. 

psalm  90.     L.  M. 

Man  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 
A  MOURNFUL  SONG  AT  A  FUNERAL. 

THROUGH  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode ; 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  he av'n  was  made,, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  had'st  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began. 
Or  dust  was  fashion 'd  into  man ; 


PSALM  90.  197 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  bbrn  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord,  was  just, 
"  Return,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust." 

4  [A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account ; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  of  ending  night. 

PAUSE. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream ; 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 

6  Our  age  to  seventy  years  is  set : 

How  short  the  time!  how  frail  the  state! 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive. 

We  rather  sigh  and  groan,  than  live. 

7  But  oh  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off* our  expected  years! 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread ! 
We  fear  the  power  that  strikes  us  dead.] 

8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our   span, 
TiU  a  w7ise  care  of  piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

PSALM  90.     1—5.   FIRST  PART.      c.  M. 

Man  frail,  and  God  eternal. 

OUR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past. 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 

17 


108  PSALM   90. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

S  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  received  her  frame. 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men  :" 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

6  [The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood. 
And  lost  in  following  j7ears. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream. 

Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 

8  Like  flow'ry  fields  the  nations  stand 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  with'ring  ere  'tis  night] 

9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 


PSALM    90.  199 

PSALM  90.     8,  11,  9,  10,  12.  second  part.     C.  M. 

Infirm. tic   and  Mentality  the  Effects   of  Sin ;  or,    Life,  Old  Age,    and  Preparation  for 

Death. 

LORD,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults, 
And  justice  grows  severe, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts. 
And  burns  bevond  our  fear. 

2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dust : 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam,  with  all  his  sons,  have  lost 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  amusement,  flies, 

A  fable  or  a  song ; 
By  swift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whose  days  amount 

To  three-score  years  and  ten ; 
And  all  beyond  that  short  account 
Is  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  [Our  vitals,  with  laborious  strife, 

Bear  up  the  crazy  load ; 
And  drag  these  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tiresome  road.] 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone ; 
Oh  let  our  sweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  souls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  art 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  act  the  wiser  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave- 

PSALM  90.    13,  4-c      THIRD  PART.      CM. 

Breathins  after  Heaven 

RETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return; 
Earth  is  a  tiresome  place  : 


200  PSALM   90. 

How  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  mourn 
Our  absence  from  thy  face  ? 

2  Let  heav'n  succeed  our  painful  years, 

Let  sin  and  sorrow  cease ; 
And  in  proportion  to  our  tears, 
So  make  our  joys  increase. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servants  show, 

Make  thy  own  work  complete; 
Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  shall  we  shine  before  thy  throne 

In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  service  we  have  done 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 

PSALM  90.    5,  10,  12.     S.  M. 

The.  Frailty  and  Shortness  of  Life. 

LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
Is  this  our  mortal  frame ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name  ! 

2  i\las,  the  brittle  clay 

''That  built  our  body  first ! 
And  ev'ry  month,  and  evVy  day, 
'Tis  mould 'ring  back  to  dust. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay, 
Just  like  a  flood  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight, 
We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way; 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea ; 


PSALM   91.  201 

Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  b:  est  eternity. 

PSALM  91.    1—7.   FIRST  PART.      l.  M. 

Safety  in  Public  Diseases  and  Dangers. 

HE  that  hath  made  his  refuge  (iod, 
Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode  : 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there  at  night  shall  rest  his  head. 

2  Then  will  I  say,  "  My  God,  thy  power 
"  Shall  be  my  fortress  and  my  tower; 

"  I  that  am  form  d  of  feeble  dust 

"  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trust." 

3  Thrice  happy  man !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  f  wler's  snare; 
Satan  the  tempter,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways. 

4  Just  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood 

From  birds  of  prey  that  seek  their  blood. 
Under  her  feathers,  so  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard, 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire  ; 

God  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  spread 
To  shield  them  with  an  healthful  shade. 

6  If  vapours,  with  malignant  breath, 
Rise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  deaths 
Isra'l  is  safe :  the  poison 'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  IsraTs  God  be  there. 

PAUSE. 

7  What  tho'  a  thousand  at  thy  side, 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thousand  died, 
Thy  God  his  chosen  people  saves 
Among  the  dead,  amid  the  graves, 

17  * 


202  PSALM    91. 

8  So  when  he  sent  his  angel  down 

To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  slew  their  sons,  his  careful  eye 
Past  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  b}7. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 
Receive  commission  from  the  Lord 
To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest 

10  The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  fire 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  best  desire; 
From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

PSALM    91.     9— 16.    SECOND  PART.       CM. 

Protection  from  D'aft,  Guard  nf  Angels,  Victory,  arid  DeHveranct. 

YE  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 
Expos'd  to  ev'ry  snare, 
Come  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-place, 
And  try  and  trust  his  care. 

%  No  ill  shall  enter  where  you  dwell  ; 
Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  sweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raise  his  saints  on  high. 

S  Hell  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  feet  in  all  their  ways; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  sleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hand  shall  bear  you  lest  you  fall 

And  dash  against  the  stones : 
Are  they  not  servants  at  his  call, 
And  sent  t'  attend  his  sons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  shall  tread, 

The  tempter's  wiles  defeat ; 
For  he  that  broke  the  serpent's  head 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet 


PS\T.M  92.  203 

G  u  Because  on  me  they  set  their  love, 
"  I'll  save  them,"  saith  the  Lord  ; 
"  Til  bear  their  joyful  souls  above 
"  Destruction  and  the  sword. 

7  "  My  grace  shall  answer  when  they  call, 

"  In  trouble  Til  be  nigh  : 
"  My  power  shall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
"  And  raise  them  when  they  die. 

8  "  Those  that  on  earth  my  name  haveknowa,. 

"  I'll  honour  them  in  heav'n ; 
u  There  my  salvation  shall  be  shown, 
"  And  endless  life  be  giv'n." 

PSALM   92.    FIRST  PART.      l.  M. 

A  Psalm  for  the  Lord's  Day. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God.  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name. give  thanks  and  singj, 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works  and  bless  his  word ; 
Thy  works  of  grace  how  bright  they  shine! 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  : 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 
Blasts  thi  m  in  everlasting  death. 

5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 


204  PSALM  92,  93. 

6  Sin  (my  worst  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  ; 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  ev'ry  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

PSALM  92.    12,  &c.  sF.coxn  part.     L.  M. 

Tte  Churck  is  the  Garden  of  Gad. 

LORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above ; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 
Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  shew 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just,  and  true; 
None  that  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

psalm  93.     L.  M. 


Trie.  Eternal  and  Sovereign  God. 


JEHOVAH  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light* 
Girded  with  majesty  and  might: 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  wor-d  was  made. 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 


PSALM  93.  2<T5 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies ; 
Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  so  high ! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

PSALM  93.       P.  M.     As  the  old  LOth  Psalm. 

THE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high; 
His  robes  of  state  are  strength  and  majesty ; 
This  wide  creation  rose  at  his  command, 
B-jilt  by  his  word,  and  'stablished  by  his  hand: 
Long  stood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

God  is  th'  eternal  King;  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellions  to  confound  thy  reign ; 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vain  the  floods  arise, 
And  roar  and  toss  their  waves  against  the  skies ; 
Foaming  at  heav'n,  they  rage  with  wild  commotion. 
But  heav'n's  high  arches  scorn  the  swelling  ocean. 
Ye  tempests,  rage  no  more ;  ye  floods,  be  still, 
And  the  mad  world,  submissive  to  his  will : 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  church  must  ever  stand  ; 
Firm  are  his  promises,  and  strong  his  hand  : 
See  liis  own  sons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  footstool,  and  with  fear  adore  him. 

PSALM  93.      P.  M.    As  the  old  \<2<Zd  Psalm. 

HPHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
J     And  royal  state  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd ; 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  sov 'reign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 


206  PSALM    94. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word : 
Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high 
Before  the  starry  sky ; 

Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noisy  crowd, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Against  thine  empire  rage  and  roar : 

In  vain  with  angry  spite 

The  surly  nations  fight, 
And  dash  like  waves  against  the  shore. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  powers  engage ; 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky  : 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madness  down  ; 

Thy  throne  for  ever  stands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promises  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new, 

There  fix'd,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove ; 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

PSALM  94.      1,  2,  7—14.     first  part.     C.  M. 

Sainti  chusti  cd,  and  Sinners  destroyed;  or,  Instructive  Afflictions. 

OGOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  ; 
Let  sov'reign  power  redress  our  wrongs, 
Let  justice  smite  the  proud. 
2  They  say,  "  The  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears ;" 
When  will  the  fools  be  wise  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 


PSALM  94.  207 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  shall  feel  his  power; 
His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  souls  with  pain 
In  some  surprising  hour. 

4  Bi:t  if  thy  saints  deserve  rebuke., 

Thou  hast  a  gentler  rod  : 
Thy  providences,  and  thy  book 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Blest  is  the  man  thy  hands  chastise, 

And  to  his  duty  draw ; 
Thy  chastenings  make  thy  children  wise 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  cast  off  his  saints. 

Nor  his  own  promise  break  ; 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 
For  their  Redeemer's  sake. 

PSALM  94.      16—23.     second  part.     C.  M. 

Ood  ovr  Support  and  Comfort;  or,  Dtliveranccfrom  Temptation  and  Ptrseuiticn. 

WHO  will  arise  and  plead  my  right 
Against  my  num'rous  foes  ? 
While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppose. 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 

Sustain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt, 
My  soul  among  the  dead. 

3  "  Alas!  my  sliding  feet!"  I  cried, 

Thy  promise  was  my  prop  : 
Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my  side, 
Thy  spirit  bore  me  up  ; 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roll, 
Thy  boundless  love  forgives  my  faults, 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  soul. 


208  PSALM  95. 

5  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rise, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws; 
But  God  my  refuge  rules  the  skies, 
He  will  defend  my  cause. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 

Let  bold  blasphemers  scoff; 
The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  sinners  off. 

psalm  95.     c.  M. 

A  Psalm     for*   P*a  -:r 

SIXG  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  iheme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honour  sing ; 
The  Lord  's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  Kins;. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  Set  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  seem, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below^, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand ; 
He  fix'd  ihe  seas  what  bounds  to  keep. 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore. 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face ; 
Oh  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

6  Now  is  the  time  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear. 
"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 


PSALM    95.  209 

PSALM  95.       S.  M. 

J  Ptahn   before  Sermon. 

COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad. 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sov'reign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own. 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord ; 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own  : 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refuse 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race  : 

6  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  drest, 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 
"  Ye  that  despise  my  promis'd  rest, 
"  Shall  have  no  portion  there." 

PSALM   95.    I,  2,  3,  6—11.     L.  M. 

Cm  i  m  lost  through  Unbelief  ;  or,  a  Warning  to  drta.,i:g  Sinners. 

COME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise  : 
God  is  a  sov'reign  King;  rehearse 
His  honour  in  exaited  verse. 

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210  PSALM  96. 

2  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word, 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we  the  sheep 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey, 
Nor  let  our  harden 'd  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Isra'l  knew  : 

4  Isra'l,  that  saw  his  works  of  grace, 
Tempted  their  Maker  to  his  face ; 
Provok'd  the  vengeance  of  his  rod, 
And  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "  How  false  thev 

prove ! 
"  Forget  my  power,  abuse  my  love ; 
"  Since  they  despise  my  rest,  I  swear 
c:  Their  feet  shall  never  enter  there/' 

6  [Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead  : 
Attend  the  ofFer'd  grace  to-day, 

Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promise  while  it  waits., 
And  march  to  Zion's  heav'nly  gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest ; 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest] 

PSALM  96.    1,  10,  34.     C.  M. 

Christ's  first  and  second  Coming. 

SING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  ; 
His  new  discover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 
2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 


PSALM  96.  211 

His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 
3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 
Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen ; 


Let  cities  shine  in  bright 


array 


And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  islands  of  the  sea  : 
\  e  mountains  sink,  ye  vallies  rise. 

Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  bless 
The  nations  as  their  God  ; 

To  show  the  world  his  righteousness. 

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And  send  his  truth  abroad. 
But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead. 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near : 
How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread, 

To  see  their  Judge  appear  ! 

PSALM  90.    As  (he  113th  Psalm. 

The  Gad  of  the  Gentiles. 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise. 
To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name  : 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 
And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 

The  heathen  know  thy  dory,  Lord, 

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The  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word. 

In  these  far  climes  Jehovah's  known : 
Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made ; 

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Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 
He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  sky, 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  hi^h. 


212  PSALM   97. 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there ; 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light ; 
His  beauties  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple  how  divinely  fair  ! 
4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 

And  barbrous  nations  fear  his  name  : 
Then  shall  the  race  of  men  confess 
The  beauty  ot  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

PSALM   97.     1—5.    FIRST  PART.       L.  M. 
Christ  reigning  in  Heaven,  and  coming  to  Jvdgment 

E  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns! 


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Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains : 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne : 
Tho'  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo  !  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight  and  shun  the  day ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

PSALM  97.      —0.      SECOND  PART.      L.  M. 

Christ's  Incarnation. 

THE  Lord  is  come ;  the  heav'ns  proclaim 
His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 
An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 
Of  eastern  sages  to  their  God. 


PSALM    97,  2 IS 

2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies. 
Go,  worship  where  the  Saviour  lies  : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Those  sods  on  high  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worshippers  confound  : 

Let  Judah  shout,  let  Zion  sing, 

And  earth  confess  her  sov'reign  King. 

PSALM   97.     THIRD   PART.       L.  M. 

Grace  and  Glory. 

TH'  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high 
O'er  all  the  ea^h,  o'er  all  the  sky  : 
Tho'  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 

2  Oh  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  ev'ry  work  of  sin  and  shame  ; 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown ; 
.Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise. 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

PSALM  97.    1,3,5—7,11.     CM. 

ChrisTs  Incarnation,  aad  tht  last  Judgment. 

YE  nations  round  the  northern  sea, 
Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns : 
His  word,  like  fire,  prepares  his  way. 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 
I  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills, 
And  make*:,  the  rallies  ri<e  : 
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214  PSALM    98. 

The  humble  sou!  enjoys  his  smiles, 
The  haughty  sinner  dies. 

3  The  heav'ns  his  rightful  power  proclaim  ; 

The  idol-gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worshippers  with  shame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring:  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 

Thus  shall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 

And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  shall  tremfcle  at  the  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire : 
His  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 

6  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory  sown 

For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 


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PSALM    98.     FIRST   PART.       C.   M. 

Praise  for  the  Gospel. 

O  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 
New  honours  be  address'd; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blest. 

%  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first; 
His  truth  fulfils  the  grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 
With  all  her  different  tongues  ; 
And  spread  the  honours  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  songs. 


PSALM  98,    99.  215 

"       PSALM    98.     SECOND    PART.       0.  M. 

Th    Mtssia  's  Coming  and  Kingdom. 

JOY  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come, 
Let  earth  receive  her  King  : 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heav'n  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns. 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  fields  &  floods,  rocks,  hills  &  plains. 
Repeat  the  sound  ng  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  : 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

PSALM    99.     FIRST   PART.        S.   M 
Christ's  Kingdom  and  Majesty. 

THE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 
Let  all  the  nations  fear ; 
Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 

2  Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand. 
And  swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  is  his  throne, 

His  honours  are  divine  ; 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known. 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name  ! 

How  terrible  his  praise ! 


216  PSALM  99,  100. 

Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

PSALM    99.      SECOND   PART.       S.   M. 

A  holy  God  worshipped  nith.  Reverence. 

EXALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  ways  are  wisdom,  power  and  truth, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

2  When  Isra'l  was  his  church,  I 

When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  pray'd, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known ; 
When  they  abus  d  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God ; 

His  grace  is  still  the  same ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

PSALM  100.      L.  M.    A  plain  translation. 


I  rait   t   our  Crfatur. 


YE  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 
Before  the  Lord,  your  sov'reign  King 
Serve  him  with  cheerfui  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alone 
Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  ; 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy, 
With  praises  to  his  courts  repair; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there. 


PSALM  100.  217 

The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind ; 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  men  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

PSALM  100.     L.  M.  A  paraphrase. 

YE  Sons  of  men  in  God  rejoice. 
From  land  to  land  his  name  adore; 
Let  earth,  with  one  united  voice, 

Resound  his  praise  from  every  shore. 

Nations  attend  before  his  throne 
With  solemn  fear,  with  sacred  joy ; 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

His  sovereign  power  without  our  aid 
Made  us  of  clay  and  form'd  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  stray 'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

We  are  hie  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame; 

What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues 

Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise, 
Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move, 

PSALM  100.     P.  M.     As  the  USth. 

A  gevrral  Sonj   of  Praise. 

SING  to  the  Lord  most  high  ; 
Let  every  land  adore ; 


218  PSALM    101. 

With  grateful  voice  make  known 
His  goodness  and  his  power. 

Let  cheerful  songs 
Declare  his  ways,  and  let  his  praise 

Inspire  your  tongues. 

2  Enter  his  courts  with  joy  ; 

With  fear  address  the  Lord  ; 
He  form'd  us  with  his  hand, 
And  quicken 'd  by  his  word. 
With  wide  command 
He  spreads  his  sway  o'er  every  sea, 
And  every  Land. 

3  His  hands  provide  our  food, 

And  every  blessing  give  ; 
We  feed  upon  his  care, 
And  in  his  pastures  live. 
With  cheerful  sono;s 
Declare  his  ways,  and  let  his  praise 
Inspire  your  tongues. 

4  Good  is  the  Lord,  our  God, 

His  truth  and  mercy  sure  ; 
While  earth  and  heaven  shall  last. 
His  promises  endure. 
With  bounteous  hand 
He  spreads  his  sway  o'er  every  sea, 
And  every  land. 

psalm  101.     L.  M. 

The  Ma.islrate's  Psa'vi. 

MERCY  and  judgment  are  my  song  ; 
And  since  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  songs  and  vows  Til  bring. 
2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  sword, 
1  ii  take  my  counsels  from  thy  word; 


PSALM  101.  219 

Thy  justice  and  thy  heav'nly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wisdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside : 
No  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 

4  No  sons  of  slander,  rage,  and  strife, 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  : 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  my  doors  shall  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'll  search  the  land,  and  raise  the  just 
To  posts  of  honour,  wealth,  and  trust : 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav'rites  still.] 

6  In  vain  shall  sinners  hope  to  rise 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies  ; 
Nor,  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  shan't  be  spar'd. 

7  The  impious  crew  (that  factious  band) 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land  ; 
And  all  that  break  the  public  rest, 

'    Where  I  have  power,  shall  be  supprest. 

PSALM  101.      C.  M. 

A  Psalm  for  a  Master  of  a  Family. 

OF  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 
And  pay  my  God  my  vows  : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  heav'nly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 
And  make  thy  servant  wise  ; 
I'll  suffer  nothing  near  me  there 
That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 


220  PSALM   102. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbour  wrong 

By  falsehood  or  by  force, 
The  scornful  eye,  the  sland'rous  tongue, 
IT1  thrust  them  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  seek  the  faithful  and  the  just, 

And  will  their  help  enjoy  ; 
These  are  the  friends  that  I  shall  trust, 
The  servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  sly  deceit 

I'll  not  endure  a  night ; 
The  liar's  tongue  I'll  ever  hate, 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee ; 
So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

PSALM  102.    1—13,  20,  21.  first  part.    C.  M. 

A  Prayer  for  the  Afflicted. 

HEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face. 
But  answer,  lest  I  die  : 
Hast  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace 
To  hear  when  sinners  cry  ? 

2  My  days  are  wasted  like  the  smoke 

Dissolving  in  the  air  ; 
My  strength  is  dried,  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  sinking  in  despair. 

3  My  spirits  flag  like  with 'ring  grass 

Burnt  with  excessive  heat ; 
In  secret  groans  my  minutes  pass, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  As  on  some  lonely  building's  top 

The  sparrow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope 
I  sit  and  grieve  alone. 


PSALM  102.  221 

5  My  soul  is  like  a  wilderness, 

Where  beasts  of  midnight  howl ; 
There  the  sad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  there  the  screaming  owi. 

6  Dark,  dismal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  breast; 
•While  sharp  reproaches  wound  my  ears. 
Nor  give  my  spirit  rest. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes., 

And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
My  daily  bread  like  ashes  grows 
Unpleasant  to  my  taste. 

8  Sense  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  souls  that  feel  thyr  frown  : 
Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advancVl  me  high. 
Thy  hand  hath  cast  me  down. 

9  My  looks,  like  withered  leaves  appear : 

And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint  as  ev'ning  shadows  are, 
That  vanish  into  night. 

10  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 

O  my  eternal  God  ! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name., 
And  spread  thy  works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wilt  arise  and  show  thy  face, 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long-expected  day. 

12  He  hears  his  saints,  he  knows  their  cry, 

And  by  mysterious  ways 
Redeems  the  prisoners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  liils  their  tongues  with  praise. 
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225  PSALM  102. 

PSALM  102.    13—21.  second  part.     C.  5L 

Prayer  heard   and  Zion  restored. 

IET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice ; 
-a  Behold  the  promis'd  hour: 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voices 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there ; 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name. 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  sits  a  sov 'reign  on  his  throne. 

With  pity  in  his  eyes ; 
He  hears  the  d}'ing  pris'ner's  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 

5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death, 

And  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  shan't  be  said  "  that  praying  breath 
"  Was  ever  spent  in  vain." 

8  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead. 
And  left  on  long  record  ; 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  trust  and  praise  the  Lord. 

PSALM  102.   23—28.  third  part.     L.  M. 

Man's  Mortality  and  Christ's  Eternity ;  or,  Saints  die,  but  Christ  and  the  Churci.  tin 

IT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 
Weakens  our  strength  amid  the  race  ; 
Disease  and  death  at  his  command 
Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 

"%  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon ; 


PSALM  103.  223 

Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 

And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon  ! 

3  Yet,  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage; 
"  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 
"  Christ  is  the  same  thro'  ev'ry  age." 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand ; 
This  earth  grows  old,  these  heav'ns  shall 
fade ; 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  starr j  curtains  of  the  sky, 

Like  garments,  shall  be  laid  aside : 
But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high ; 
Thy  church  for  ever  must  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again, 

PSALM  103.    1—7.  tirst  part.     L.  M. 

Blessing  God  for  his  Goodness  to  Soul  and  Body. 

BLESS,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 
Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace; 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise  ; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot  ? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  whioh  thou  hast  done  ; 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 


PRALM    103. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels: 
Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threatening  graves, 

5  Our  youth  decay 'd  his  power  repairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  : 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  fills  our  hopes  with  heav'nly  food, 

6  He  sees  th'  oppressor  and  th'  opprest, 
And  often  gives  the  suff'rers  rest; 
But  will  his  justice  more  display 

In  the  last  great  rewarding  day. 

7  [His  power  he  show'd  by  Moses'  hands. 
And  gave  to  Isra'l  his  commands ; 
But  sent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess. 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine.] 

PSALM  103.    8  —  18.   second  part.     L.  M. 

t:  9r,hU  tindtr  MerCJf  to  his  People. 

THE  Lord,  how  wond'rous  are  his  ways  ! 
How  firm  his  truth  !  how  large  his  grace  ! 
He  takes  his  mercv  for  his  throne. 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heav  ns  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

•J  Not  half  so  for  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rising  morning;  from  the  west. 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 


PSALM    10S. 

4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies: 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn. 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 

5  Amidst  his  wrath  compassion  shines: 
His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins: 
And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  saints. 
Kis  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  So  fathers  their  young  sons  chastise. 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eves: 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  smart, 
And  move  the  pity  o{  their  heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  God.  the  wise  and  just. 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  dust: 
And.  will  no  heavy  loads  impose 
Beyond  the  strength  that  he  bestows. 

6  He  knows  how  soon  our  nature  dies. 
Blasted  by  ev'ry  wind  that  flies  : 
Like  grass  we  spring,  and  die  as  soon. 
Or  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  noon. 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  sure 

To  all  the  saints,  and  shall  endure  : 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  shall  reign. 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 

PSALM   103.       1  — ~.      fust  F.RT.       - 

H  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 
Let  all  within  me  join. 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name. 
Y\  hose  favours  are  divine. 


o 


2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
19  * 


226  PSALM  103. 

Forgotten  in  unthankfulness : 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins, 

Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
"Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses. 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransom 'd  from  the  grave  : 
He  that  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  suff'rers  rest ; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud 
And  justice  for  th'  oppressed. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known ; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

PSALM  103.     8—13.     second  part.     S.  M. 

ibounding  Compassion  of  God;  or,  Mercy  in  the  midst  of  Judgment. 

Y  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide ; 
And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 

His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 


M 


PSALM    103.  2 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins. 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west. 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name- 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel — 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame- 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scatter 'd  with  every  breath  : 
His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower! 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field. 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

PSALM    103.      19—22.    THIRD    PART.       S.  M. 

God's  univtr^rl  Dominwn  ;  or,  Augelt  praise  th?  Lord. 

HPHE  Lord,  the  Sov'reign  King, 
-1    Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high, 
O'er  all  the  .heav'nly  world  he  rules,. 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

Ye  angels,  great  in  might, 

And  sw7ift  to  do  his  will, 
Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 

Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

Let  the  bright  hosts  who  wait 

The  orders  of  their  King, 
And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 

Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 


228  PSALM    104. 

4  WhilQ  all  his  wond'rous  works 

Through  his  vast  kingdom  show 
Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  soul, 
Shait  sing  his  praises  too. 

PSALM  104.      L.  M. 

The  Glory  of  God  in  Cnaiion   and  Providence- 

MY  soul,  thy  great  Creator  praise; 
When  cloth  'd  in  his  celestial  rays 
He  in  full  majesty  appears, 
And  like  a  robe  his  glory  wears. 

Note.  This  Psalm  may  be  svng  to    i',c  .?n-  of  the  old  \\2lh   or  127th  Psalm,  by  adding 
these  t*:u  lines  to  'very  sta,i;a,  vis. 

"  Great  is  the  Lord !  what  tongue  can  frame 
"  An  equal  honour  to  his  name!" 

Otherwise  it  must  be  sung  as  the   \00th  Psalm. 

2  The  heav'ns  are  for  his  curtains  spread; 
The  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed; 
Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  flies 
On  winged  storms  across  the  skies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  inspires, 
His  ministers,  are  flaming  fires ; 

And  swift  as  thought  their  armies  move 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  shall  for  ever  stand: 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 
Lest  it  should  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  When  earth  was  cover 'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  stood, 
He  thunder 'd,  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  swelling  billows  know  their  bounds, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  rounds ; 
"Yet  thence  convey 'd  by  secret  veins, 
They  spring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains 


PSALM  104.  229 

7  He  bids  the  crystal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  valleys  as  they  go; 
Tame  heiffers  there  their  durst  allay, 
And  for  the  stream  wild  asses  bray. 

8  From  pleasant  trees  which  shade  the  brink 
The  lark  and  linnet  like  to  drink ; 

Their  songs  the  lark  and  linnet  raise, 
And  chide  our  silence  in  his  praise. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  cistern  pours 

On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  showers : 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  thousand  joyful  blessings  yield. 

10  He  makes  the  grassy  food  arise, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  supplies; 
With  herbs  for  man  of  various  power, 
To  nourish  nature,  or  to  cure. 

11  What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce! 
The  olive  yields  a  shining  juice; 

Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  with  gen'rous  wine, 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  shine, 

12  O  bless  his  name,  ye  nations,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  supporter,  bread  : 
While  bread  your  vital  strength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  vigour  in  your  hearts. 


PAUSE  THE  SECOyD. 


13  Behold  the  stately  cedar  stands, 
Rais'd  in  the  forest  by  his  hands; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  shelter  fly, 
And  build  their  nests  secure  on  high. 

14  To  craggy  hills  ascends  the  goat; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell: 
He  gives  them  wisdom  where  to  dwell 


230  PSALM  104. 

15  He  sets  the  sun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  mopn  to  change  her  face  ; 
And  when  thick  darkness  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beasts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And,  roaring,  ask  their  meat  from  God ; 
But  when  the  morning-beams  arise, 
The  savage  beast  to  covert  flies. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes ; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repose  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  sweet  relief 
From  tiresome  toil  and  wasting  grief. 

18  How  strange  thy  works!  how  great  thy  skill! 
All  lands  thy  boundless  riches  fill ; 

Thy  wisdom  round  the  world  Ave  see  : 
This  spacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Nor  less  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fish  in  millions  swim  and  creep. 
With  wond'rous  motions,  swift  or  slow, 
Still  wand 'ring  in  the  paths  below. 

20  There  ships  divide  their  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  seal}7  monsters  play  ; 
There  dwells  the  huge  Leviathan, 
And  foams  and  sports  in  spite  of  man. 


PAUSE  THE  THIRD. 


21  Vast  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word  ; 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stands 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

22  While  each  receives  his  diffrent  food, 
His  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  : 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms 
Rejoice  and  praise  in  diff 'rent  forms. 


PSALM   104.  231 

23  But  when  thy  face  is  hid  they  mourn, 
And,  dying,  to  their  dust  return ; 
Both  man  and  beast  their  souls  resign  ; 
Life,  breath,  and  spirit,  all  are  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beasts  and  men  ; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  wastes  of  time  and  death. 

25  His  work-,  the  wonders  of  his  might, 
Are  hoilour'd  with  his  own  delight : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways ! 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praise. 

26  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke ; 
Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face. 
And  tell  their  wants  to  sovereign  grace.. 

27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  sweet ; 
Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endless  joy. 

28  While  haughty  sinners  die  accurst, 
Their  glory  bury'd  with  their  dust, 
I  to  my  God,  my  heav  nly  King, 
Immortal  hallelujahs  sing. 

PSALM  104.       P.  M.     As  the  new  50th. 

The  Glory  of  God  in  the  Workt  or  Creation  and  Provid:nte. 

TO  heaven's  high  King,  my  soul,  thy  honours 
raise  ; 
Great  is  his  power,  and  wondrous  are  his  ways  ; 
Honour  and  majesty  his  throne  surround, 
Clad  with  pure  light,  with  endless  glory  crown' cJ. 
He  rais'd  the  pillars  of  the  realms  on  high, 
And  hung  the  azure  curtains  of  the  sky. 


232  PSALM    104. 

2  O'er  ocean's  fields  he  spreads  his  chambers  far, 
And  rolls  through  ether's  wilds  his  cloud y  car: 
On  the  wing'd  whirlwind  walks  the  boundless  sky, 
And  bids  his  Angel  hosts  before  him  fly; 
Raptur'd  through  every  world  they  spread  his  name, 
Pure  as  the  air,  and  active  as  the  flame. 

3  He  built  the  earth  ;  he  fix'd  the  solid  ground  j 
He  bade  the  deep  the  mighty  mass  surround  ; 
O'er  the  high  hills  the  swelling  billows  stood ; 
He  spoke  ;  they  hasten'd  to  their  dark  abode ; 
Dread  thunders   roll'd,   and,   down  the  mountains 

driven, 
They  swept  the  vales,  and  own'd  the  voice  of  Heaven. 

4  There  clos'd  for  ever  by  th'  appointed  shore, 
Th'  ambitious  waves  shall  drench  the  world  no  more, 
But,  form'd  for  nobler  ends,  in  springs  shall  flow, 
Refresh  the  hills,  and   cheer  the  vales  below ; 
There  the  wild  beasts  their  scorching  thirst  allay, 
There  the  herds  wander  and  the  lambkins  play. 

5  There  mid  the  groves  shall  build  the  feather'd  race* 
His  bounty  sing,  and  teach  mankind  to  praise; 
The  springing  grass  the  useful  ox  sustain  ; 

The  ripening  corn  support  the  race  of  man  ; 
Bread  nerve  the  heart,  with  oil  the  aspect  shine, 
And  the  glad  bosom  warm  with  cheerful  wine, 

6  On  lofty  Lebanon  his  cedars  stand, 
Rear'd  by  his  power,  and  planted  by  his  hand ; 
There  birds  of  stronger  wing  securely  rest; 
High  on  the  fir  the  stork  erects  her  nest; 

O'er  craggy  mountains  roams  the  ♦browsing  flock, 
And  feebler  conies  seek  the  sheltering1  rock. 

7  He  form'd  for  measur'd  months  the  changing  moon ; 
For  circling  days  decreed  the  steady  sun; 

Dun  night  ascends  ;  the  wild  beast  roams  abroad ; 
Young  lions  roar,  and  ask  their  meat  from  God ; 
Aw'd  by  the  morn,  they  fly  their  bloody  spoil, 
And  man  securely  seeks  his  daily  toil. 


PSALM  105.  23;; 

8  How  vast,  how  various,  are  thy  wondrous  ways'! 
All  plann'd  by  wisdom  !  all  replete  with  praise  ! 
Blest  by  thy  bounty,  earth  with  treasures  glows ; 
Stor'd  with  thy  riches,  teeming  ocean  flows  : 
There  ships  mysterious  wind  their  watery  way; 
There  scaly  nations  swim,  and  monsters  play. 

9  All  nature's  millions  wait  th$  dread  command, 
And  take  their  timely  portion  from  thy  hand, 
Each  tastes  the  share  by  thee  on  each  bestow'd, 
And  feasts,  delighted,  on  sufficient  good. 
VeiPd  is  thy  face  ;  each  drooping  creature  dies ; 
Thy  Spirit  breathes,  and  new  born  millions  rise. 

10  To  thee  my  life  shall  be  a  life  of  praise ; 

To  me  most  sweet  thy  name,  and  works,  and  ways  ; 
While  the  world  shakes  beneath  thine  awful  eye, 
The  touch'd  hills  burn,  and  haughty  sinners  die. 
Thy  glory  round  the  skies  shall  ever  shine, 
And  all  thy  creatures  yield  thee  joy  divine. 

PSALM  105.       C.  M.  Abridged, 

God's  Conduct  of  Israel,  and  th*.  Plagues  of  E*ypl- 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
And  tell  the  world  his  grace ; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fam£. 
That  all  may  seek  his  face. 

2  His  covnant,  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  past, 

To  num'rous  ages  yet  behind 

In  equal  force  shall  last. 

3  He  sware  to  Abraham  and  his  seed, 

And  made  the  blessing  sure : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  '    Thy  seed  shall  make  all  nations  blest/' 
Said  the  Almighty  voice  : 

20 


£34  VSALM  105. 

ci  And  Canaan's  land  shall  be  their,  rest. 
"  The  type  of  heav'nly  joys." 

5  [How  large  the  grant!  how  rich  the  grace! 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  strangers  in  the  place, 
A  little,  feeble  band! 

6  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd ; 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown'd 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  my  arm 

"  Shall  soon  revenge  the  wrong : 
"  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm 
u  Shall  know  their  God  is  strong." 

8  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 
Israel  must  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care.] 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  saints. 

And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
Moses  was  sent  at  their  complaints, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

10  He  call'd  for  darkness;  darkness  came 

Like  an  o'erwhelming  flood  : 
He  made  each  lake  and  ev'ry  stream 
A  lake,  a  stream  of  blood. 

11  He  gave  the  sign,  and  noisome  flies 

Thro'  the  whole  country  spread ; 
And  frogs  in  croaking  armies  rise 
About  the  monarch's  bed, 

12  Thro'  fields,  and  towns,  and  palaces.. 

The  ten-fold  vengeance  flew; 

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PSALM    105.  230 

Looqsts  in  swarms  devoured  their  trees, 
And  hail  their  cattle  slew. 

13  Then  by  an  angel's  midnight  stroke 
The  flower  of  Egypt  died  ; 
The  strength  of  evry  house  was  broke 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

M  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
Nor  put  the  church  in  fear ; 
Israel  must  live  thro'  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed. 

And  left  the  hated  ground ; 
Egyptian  spoils  supplied  their  need, 
Nor  was  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way. 

And  mark'd  their  journeys  right, 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

17  They  thirst,  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  following  still  the  course  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  desert  through. 

18  O  wond'rous  stream  !  O  blessed  type 

Of  ever-flowing  grace  ! 
So  Christ  our  rock  maintains  our  life, 
Through  all  this  wilderness. 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty's  hand, 

The  chosen  tribes  possest 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy 'd  their  rest. 

20  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

The  church  renounce  her  fear ; 


236  PSALM  106. 

Isral  must  live  thro*  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

PSALM  106.       1—5.     first  part.         L.  M: 

Praise  to  God  ;  or,  Communion  with  Saints. 

I^O  God  the  great,  the  ever  bless'd, 
Let  songs  of  honour  be  address'd  ; 
His  mercy  firm  for  ever  stands ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways? 
Who  shall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praise  ? 
Bless'd  are  the  souls  that  fear  thee  still, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed : 
And  with  the  same  salvation  bless 
The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice ! 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 

PSALM  106.    7,  8,    12—14,  43—48.  second  part.  S.M. 

Israel  punished  and  pardoned  ;  or,  God's  unchangtable  Love 

GOD  of  eternal  love, 
How  fickle  are  our  ways ! 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
Thy  constancy  of  grace ! 

2  They  saw  thy  wonders  wrought, 

And  then  thy  praise  they  sung ; 
But  soon  thy  works  of  power  forgot, 
And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now  they  belie ve'd  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow ! 
Now  with  their  lusts  provoke  the  Lord. 
And  he  reduc'd  them  low. 


PSALM    107.  i3T 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn 'd  their  faults. 

He  hearken 'd  to  their  groans, 
Brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  thoughts 
And  caird  them  still  his  sons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book, 

He  sav'd  them  from  their  foes ; 
Oft  he  chastis'd,  but  ne'er  forsook 
The  people  that  he  chose. 

6  Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race ; 
And  Christians  join  the  solemn  word 
Amen,  to  all  their  praise. 

PSALM   107.     first  PART.      L.  M. 

fsrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Christians  to  Heaven. 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above ; 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love ; 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  : 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trae'd  the  desert,  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  and  solitary  ground. 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  a  fix'd  abode  : 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  assuage 
Their  burning  thirst,  or  hunger's  rage.] 

5  In  their  distress  to  God  they  cried, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide ; 

20  * 


23a  PSALM    107. 

He  led  their  march  far  wandering  round  ; 
'Tvvas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground. 
fcr  Thus,  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  Sin's  old  yoke  and  Satan's  chain, 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  pass, 
A  dang'rous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps  lest  we  stray ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  pow'rful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  land. 

8  O  let  the  saints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways ! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

PSALM    107.     SFXOND   PART.       L.  M. 

Corrtctlon/or  Sin,  u:id  RtUase  by  Frayer- 

FROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same  : 
He  fills  the  hungry  soul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good. 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rise 
Against  the  God  that  rules  the  skies ; 
If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  the  Lord  ; 

3  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliv'rer  shall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  grief  they  waste  their  breath 
In  darkness  and  the  shades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries., 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arise, 
And  scatters  all  that  dismal  shade 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two, 
And  lets  the  smiling  prisners  through  : 


PSALM  107.  239 

Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  labVing  soul  relief. 

6  Oh  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wond'rous  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways ! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

PSALM  107.    THIRD  parx.      l.m. 

Inttmperance  punished  and  pardoned  ;  or,  a  Psalm  for  the  Glutton  and    Drunkard.. 

VAIN  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent, 
Prepares  for  his  own  punishment ; 
What  pains,  what  loathsome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  lust  arise  ! 

2  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  waste, 

Yet  drowns  his  health  to  please  his  taste  ; 
Till  all  his  active  powers  are  lost, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  dust. 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loathes  to  eat, 
His  soul  abhors  delicious  meat ; 
Nature,  with  heavy  loads  oppress'd, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Behold  the  frighted  sinners  fly 

To  God  for  help,  with  earnest  cry  ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breathy 

And  saves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No  med'eines  could  effect  the  cure 
So  quick,  so  easy,  or  so  sure  : 

r>    The  deadly  sentence  God  repeals, 
He  sends  his  sovereign  word,  and  heals; 

6  Oh  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wond'rous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  offVings  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love 


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PSALM    107.     FOURTH  PART.       L.  M. 

Deliverance  from  Stormt  aid  Shipwreck  ;  or,  the  Seaman's  Song. 

WOU  L  D  you  behold  the  works  of  God3 
His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad  ? 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas ! 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favour  of  the  wind  ! 
Till  God  command,  and  tempests  rise 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  Now  to  the  heav'ns  they  mount  amain, 
Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  strange  affrights  young  sailors  feel, 
And  like  a  stagg'ring  drunkard  reel ! 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry  ; 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  ; 
'Tis  calm  ;  and  sailors  smile  to  see 
The  haven  where  they  wish'd  to  be. 

6  Oh  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  private  off 'rings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

PSALM    107.     FOURTH  PART.       C.  M. 
Tat  Mariner's  Psalm. 

THY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  ships. 


PSALM  107.  241 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 

And  swell  the  tow'ring  waves ! 
The  men,  astonish'd,  mount  the  skies, 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hills, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest  roar, 

They  pant  with  flutt'ring  breath  ;. 
And,  hopeless  of  the  distant  shore, 
Expect  immediate  death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries  ;• 

He  hears  their  loud  request, 
And  orders  silence  thro'  the  skies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storm  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears  ; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  safe  to  land  ; 

Let  stupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 

8  Oh  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodn:  ss  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  those  that  see  thy  wondrous  ways, 
Thy  wond'rous  love  record. 

PSALM    107.     LAST   PART.       L.   M. 

Colonies  plaiittd  ;  or,  Nations  blest  and  punish  ed. 
A  Psalm  for  New-England. 

1 71 JTHEN God, provoked  with  daringcrimes; 

V  T     Scourges  the  madness  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  sand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 


242  PSALM  107. 

2  His  word  can  raise  the  springs  agaiu, 
And  make  the  wither 'd  mountains  greeiu. 
Send  show'ry  blessings  from  the  skies. 
And  harvests  in  the  desert  rise. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beasts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  th'  opprest  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  sow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant. 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want ; 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  stocks, 
Their  wealth  increases  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  blest ;  but  if  they  sin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in  ; 

A  savage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barb'rous  hands. 

6  Their  captive  sons,  expos'd  to  scorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 

The  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd, 
And  desolation  spreads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  nation  mourns. 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  : 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 

8  The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  sense, 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  atheists  shall  no  more 
Blaspheme  the  God  that  saints  adore. 

9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 
These  wond'rous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
But  wise  observers  still  shall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just,  and  kind 


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PSALM  108.      L.  M. 

Praise  to  God  for  his  care  of  the  Church. 

AGAIN,  my  tongue,  thy  silence  break, 
My  heart,  and  all  my  powers,  awake  ; 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Awake  and  sing  Jehovah's  name. 

2  Ye  saints  rejoice  ;  ye  nations  hear; 
While  I  your  Maker's  praise  declare ; 
High  o'er  the  clouds  his  truth  ascends ; 
Thro'  earth,  thro'  heaven  his  grace  extends. 

3  O'er  heaven  exalted  is  his  throne; 
In  every  world  his  glory  shown  ; 

The  church  he  loves,  his  hand  shall  save 
From  death,  and  sorrow,  and  the  grave. 

4  Ye  kingdoms,  hear  his  awful  voice ! 
"  In  Zion  shall  my  heart  rejoice  ; 

"  This  hand  shall  all  her  foes  dismay, 

u  And  make  their  scattered  strength  a  prey." 

3  "  Mine  are  the  sons  of  Zion,  mine 

Their  glory,  grace,  and  truth  divine : 
My  sceptre  shines  in  Judah's  hands, 
"  And  still  my  strength  in  Ephraim  stands." 

3  "  My  foes  to  ruin  shall  be  given, 
"  The  shame  of  earth,  the  scorn  of  heaven  ; 
"  Their  eyes  shall  see  my  church  prevail ; 
"  Their  strength  shall  shrink,  their  courage 
fail." 

7  O  thou,  beneath  whose  sovereign  sway 
Nations,  and  worlds,  in  dust  decay, 
Though  thy  sweet  smile  has  been  withdrawn. 
Thine  aid  denied,  thy  presence  gone ; 

8  Yet  wilt  thou  still  with  love  return  ; 
With  duty  teach  our  hearts  to  burn ; 


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Our  dying  graces,  Lord,  revive, 
And  bid  thy  fainting  children  live. 

9  Save  us  from  sin,  and  fear,  and  wo, 
From  every  snare,  and  every  foe  ; 
And  help  us  boldly  to  contend, 
Falsehood  resist,  and  truth  defend. 

PSALM  109.    1—5,  31.     C.  M. 

Love  to  Enemies,  from  the  Example  of  Christ. 

OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise, 
Thy  glory  is  my  song  ; 
Tho'  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 
With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 
Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found ; 

With  cruei  slanders  false  and  vain 
They  eornpass'd  him  around. 

3  Their  mis'ries  his  compassion  move. 
Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd ; 

They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause, 
Yet  with  his  dying  breath 

He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  cross, 
And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  shall  thy  bright  example  shine 
In  vain  before  my  eyes  ? 

Give  me  a  soul  a- kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  engage/ 
And  in  my  Saviour's  name 

I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage# 
Who  slander  a&d  condemn. 


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PSALM  110.    FHIST  part.      L.  M. 

Christ  exalted,  and  Multitudes  converted  ;  or,  the  Success  of  the  Gosprl. 

THUS  the  eternal  Father  spake 
To  Christ  the  Son  :  "  Ascend  and  sit 
"  At  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 
"  Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 

2  "  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed, 
"  Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 

"  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
"  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  shall  show  thy  power  is  great, 
"  When  saints  shall  flock  with  willing  minds, 
"  And  sinners  crowd  thy  temple-gate, 

"  Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines/' 

4  O  blessed  Power !  O  glorious  day ! 
What  a  large  vict'ry  shall  ensue  ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

PSALM    110.     SECOND   PART.       L.   M. 

The  Kingdom  and  Priesthood  of  Christ. 

7  I  ^HUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea 
JL    Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  swore  : 

»"  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
"  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 

2  "  Aaron,  and  all  his  sons,  must  die  ; 
"  But  everlasting  life  is  thine, 
"  To  save  for  ever  those  that  fly 
"  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

5  "  By  me  Melchisedec  was  made 

"  On  earth  a  king  and  priest  at  once  ; 
"  And  thou,my  heav'nly  Priest,  shalt  plead, 
"  And  thou,  my  King,  shalt  rule  my  sons." 

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4  Jesus,  the  Priest,  ascends  his  throne : 
While  counsels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  success. 

5  Thro'  the  whole  earth  his  reign  shall  spread, 
And  crush  the  powers  that  dare  rebel  ; 
Then  shall  he  judge  the  rising  dead, 
And  send  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 

6  Tho'  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood, 
The  suff 'rings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

psalm  110.     c.  M. 

Chriit's  Kingdom  and  Priesthood 

JESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne 5 
And  near  thy  Father  sit ; 
In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  submit. 

2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do  ! 

Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  numrous  drops  of  morning-dew, 
And  own  thy  sov 'reign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  swore ; 
u  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
"  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  "  Melchisedec,  that  wond'rous  priest, 

"  That  king  of  high  degree, 
"  That  holy  man,  who  Abraham  blest. 
"  Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

5  Jesus  our  Priest  for  ever  lives 

To  plead  for  us  above ; 


PSALM  111.  247 

Jesus  our  King  for  ever  gives 
The  blessings  of  his  love. 

6  God  shall  exali  his  glorious  head, 
His  loftv  throne  maintain, 
Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

PSALM    111.      FIRST  PART.       CM. 

The  Wisdom  of  God  hi  kis  It'orics. 

SONGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 
To  my  Almighty  God  ; 
He  hath  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

%  How  great  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought ! 
How  glorious  in  our  sight ! 
And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame  ! 

How  wise  th'  eternal  mind  ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme 
That  his  first  thoughts  design  d. 

4  When  he  redeem 'd  his  chosen  sons, 

He  iix'd  his  cov'nant  sure : 

The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 

To  endless  vears  endure. 
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5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies, 

Thy  heav'nly  skill  proclaim  ; 
What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace- 

Is  our  divinest  skill ! 
And  he's  the  wisest  of  our  race 
Who  best  obevs  thv  will. 


24S  PSALM    111,    112. 

PSALM  111.    SECOND  part.     C.  M. 

The  Perfections  of  God. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  works  of  might 
Demand  our  noblest  songs  ; 
Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 
§  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  children  food  ; 
And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  seal  his  cov'nant  sure  ; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name, 
His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wise, 

Must  with  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  sin. 

PSALM  112.    As  the  113th  Psalm. 

The  Blessings  of  the  liberal  Man 

THAT  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe 
Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law  : 
His  seed  on  earth  shall  be  renown  'd  ; 
His  house  the  seat  of  wealth  shall  be, 
An  inexhausted  treasury, 

And  with  successive  honours  crown'd. 

2  His  liberal  favours  he  extends ; 
To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends  ; 

A  gen'rous  pity  fills  his  mind  : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs, 

And  thus  he's  just  to  all  mankind. 

3  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  bestow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd  : 


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The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just, 
Like  a  green  root^  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  blessings  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  nature  sleeps  in  dust 

4  Beset  with  threatening  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  shall  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 

His  conscience  holds  his  courage  up  : 
The  soul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night, 

And  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 

PAUSE. 

5  [111  tidings  never  can  surprise 
His  heart  that  fix'd  on  God  relies, 

Tho'  waves  and  tempests  roar  around  : 
Safe  on  the  rock  he  sits,  and  sees 
The  shipwreck  of  his  enemies, 

And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd. 

6  The  wicked  shall  his  triumph  see, 
And  gnash  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  crost : 
To  see  their  envy,  pride  and  spite, 
Sink  down  to  everlasting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darkness  lost.] 

psalm  112.     L.M. 

The  Blessings  qf  the  Pious  and  Charitable. 

THRICE  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
Loves  his  commands,  &  trusts  his  word: 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 

2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclin'd  : 
He  lends  the  poor  some  present  aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

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3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  spread 
That  fill  his  neighbours  round  with  dread. 
His  heart  is  arm'd  against  the  fear ; 

For  God  with  all  his  power  is  there. 

4  His  soul,  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'nly  courage  from  his  word  ; 
Amidst  the  darkness  light  shall  rise, 

To  cheer  his  heart  and  bless  his  eyes. 

5  He  hath  dispers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  still  before  his  God  ; 
His  name  on  earth  shall  long  remain, 
While  envious  sinners  fret  in  vain. 

psalm  112.     CM. 

Libtrality  rewarded. 

APPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward. 
Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 
To  all  the  sons  of  need ; 

So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 
His  well-establish 'd  mind ; 

His  soul  to  God.  his  refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  distress 
Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 

To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 

Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  above. 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 


PSALM   113.  261 

PSALM    llo.         PUOPER  TUNE. 

The  Majesty  and  Condescension  of  God- 

FE  that  delight  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  honours  of  his  name  record — 
His  sacred  name  for  ever  bless : 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams  or  setting  rays, 

Let  lands  and  seas  his  power  confess. 

2  Not  time,  nor  Nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds^ 

The  heav'ns  are  far  below  his  height ; 
Let  no  created  greatness  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 

Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hosts  of  angels  do, 

And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things : 
His  sovereign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings. 

4  When  childless  families  despair, 
He  sends  the  blessing  of  an  heir 

To  rescue  their  expiring  name  ; 
The  mother,  with  a  thankful  voice, 
Proclaims  his  praises  and  her  joys : 

Let  ev'ry  age  advance  his  fame. 

psalm  113.     L.  M. 

God  Sovereign  and  Gracious. 

/YTE  servants  of  th'  Almighty  King, 
JL    In  every  age  his  praises  sing : 
Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

%  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  Majesty; 


252  PSALM    114. 

Nor  time,  nor  place  his  power  restrain, 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light ! 

4  Behold  his  love  !  he  stoops  to  view 
What  saints  above  and  angels  do ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

5  From  dust  and  cottages  obscure 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor ! 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  sons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heav'nly  thrones. 

6  [A  word  of  his  creating  voice 
Can\make  the  barren  house  rejoice  : 
Tho'  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  past, 
The  promis'd  seed  is  born  at  last. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  son, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done ; 
Faithmay  grow  strong  when  sense  despairs  : 
Though  nature  fails,  the  promise  bears.] 

PSALM  114.      L.  M. 

Miracles  attending  Israels  Journey. 

WHEN  Isra'l,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne.* 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 


PSALM   115.  053 

3  The  mountains  shook  like  frighted  sheep, 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap  ; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  base  could  stand, 
Conscious  of  sovereign  power  at  hand. 

4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide  ? 
Or  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills ! 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  ev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood 
Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Isra'l :  see  him  here  ; 
Tremble,  thou  earth ;  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns ; 
Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

psalm  115.     L.  M. 

The  true  God  our  Refuge;  or,  Idolatry  reproved' 

NOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 
Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due, 
'Tis  thine  great  God,  the  only  just, 
The  only  gracious,  wise,  and  true. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name ; 
Why  should  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Insult  us,  and,  to  raise  our  shame, 

Say,  u  Where's  the  God  you've  serv'd  so 
long  ?" 

3  The  God  we  serve  maintains  his  throne, 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Thro'  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 

He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  senseless  shapes,  of  stone  and  wood  : 


254  PSALM  115. 

At  best  a  mass  of  glitt 'ring  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  god. 

5  [With  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  their  head ; 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind  : 
In  vain  are  costly  offerings  made, 

And  vows  are  scatter 'd  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  save  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7  O  Isra'l,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest ; 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise ; 
They  dwell  in  silence  and  the  grave ; 
But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 

psalm  115.     P.  M. 

As  the  new  Tune  of  the  50th  Psalm. 

Popish  Idolatry  reproved. 

A  PSALM  FOR  THE  5th  OF  NOVEMBER. 

NOT  to  our  names,  thou  only  just  and  true, 
Not  to  our  worthless  names  is  glory  due ; 
Thy  power  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  justice  claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  sov'reign  name  : 
Shine  thro'  the  earth,  from  heav'n,  thy  blest  abode, 
Nor  let  the  heathens  say,  "  And  where's  your  God  ?" 

2  Heav'n  is  thy  higher  court :   there  stands  thy 

throne, 
And  thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done  : 
Earth  is  thy  work ;   the  heavens  thy  wisdom  spread ; 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made  ; 
The  kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devout,  behold 
Their  silver  saviours,  and  their  saints  of  gokl> 


PSALM  116.  255 

3  [Vain  are  those  artful  shapes  of  eyes  and  ears — 
The  molten  image  neither  sees  nor  hears ; 

Their  helpless  hands  and  (eet  can  never  move, 
They  have  no  speech,  nor  though  t,norpower,nor  love; 
Yet  sottish  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  moveless  saints. 

4  The  rich  have  statues  well  adorn'd  with  gold  ; 
The  poor,  content  with  gods  of  coarser  mould, 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  senseless  stock, 
Lopt  frooi  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock  : 
People  and  priests  drive  on  the  solemn  trade, 
And  trust  the  gods  that  saws  and  hammers  made.] 

5  Be  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd  !  'tis  hard  to  say 
Which  are  more  stupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they. 
O  Israel,  trust  the  Lord;  he  hears  and  sees, 
He  knows  thy  sorrows,  and  restores  thy  peace ; 
His  worship  does  a  thousand  comforts  yield — 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thy  heav'nly  shield. 

6  O  Zion  !   trust  the  Lord  :  thy  foes  in  vaia 
Attempt  thy  ruin,  and  oppose  his  reign ; 

Had  they  prevail'd.  darkness  had  clos'd  our  days, 
And  death  and  silence  had  forbid  his  praise : 
But  we  are  sav'd,  and  live  ; — let  songs  arise, 
And  Saints  adore  the  God   that  built  the  skies. 

PSALM    116.     FIRST  PART.       CM. 

Recovery  from  Sickness. 

I  LOVE  the  Lord ;  he  heard  my  cries, 
And  pity'd  every  groan  ; 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  :  he  bow'd  his  ear, 

And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  : 

Oh  let  my  heart  no  more  despair 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray. 

3  My  flesh  declin'd,  my  spirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  dead> 


256  PSALM  116. 

While  inward  pangs  and  fears  of  hell 
Perplexd my  wakeful  head. 

4  "  My  God,"  I  cried,  "  thy  servant  save, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  just ; 
"  Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave, 
"  Thy  power  is  all  my  trust." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distrest, 

He  bade  my  pains  remove  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

6  My  God  hath  sav'd  my  soul  from  death, 

And  dried  my  falling  tears  ; 
Now  to  his  praise  111  spend  my  breath. 
And  my  remaining  years. 

PSALM  116.     12,    £c.    SECOND    PART.      C.  M. 

Toxvt  made  in  trouble,  paid  in  the  Church  ;  or,  Public  thanks  for  private  Deliverance. 

WHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thine  house, 

My  ofTrings  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-blessed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  carev 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  mo^e ; 


o 


PSALM  117.  257 

Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 

Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

PSALM  117.      C.  M. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Nations. 

ALL  ye  nations  praise  the  Lord, 
Each  with  a  difFrent  tongue  ; 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  sung*. 
2  His  mercy  reigns  thro'  ev'ry  land  : 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand  ; 
Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 

PSALM  117.      L.  M. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Thro'  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 
PSALM  117.     s.  M. 

THY  name,  almighty  Lord, 
Shall  sound  thro'  distant  lands  : 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word  : 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  bo  thine  honour  spread, 
And  l<>ng  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 


258  PSALM    118. 

PSALM   118.     6—15.       FIRST  PART.       C.  M. 
Diliverancefrom  a  Tumult. 

THE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
Nor  is  my  faith  afraid, 
Whate'er  the  sons  of  earth  may  do, 
Since  heav'n  affords  its  aid. 

2  'Tis  safer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 

And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  beset  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  swarm  ; 
But  I  shall  all  their  rage  confound 
By  thine  almighty  arm. 

4  'Tis  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong, 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ;  . 
While  his  salvation  is  my  song, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round ; 

When  God  appears  they  fly  ; 
So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  sound, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  saints,  and  peace  belongs  ; 

The  Lord  protects  their  days  : 
Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 

PSALM  118.    17—21.    second  part.    C.  M. 

Public  Praise  for  Deliverance  from  Death. 

LORD,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry, 
And  rescued  from  the  grave  ; 
Now  shall  he  live,  (for  none  can  die, 
If  God  resolve  to  save.) 
2  Thy  praise,  more  constant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  : 


PSALM    118.  259 

Thy  hand,  that  hath  chastis'd  him  sore, 
Defends  him  still  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  shall  worship  there, 
The  house  where  all  the  righteous  go, 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints^ 
And  there  we  speak  thy  praise. 

PSALM  118.    22,23.     third  part.     CM. 

Christ  the  Foundation  of  hit  Church. 

BEHOLD  the  sure  foundation  stone 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

Hc;v  glorious  is  his  name  ! 
Saints  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  must  this  building  rise  ; 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes. 

PSALM  118.    24,  25,  26.     fourth  part.     C.  M. 

Eosanna;  the  Lord's  Day  ;  or.  Christ's  Resurrection  and  our  Salvation. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 


260  PSALM  118. 

2  To-dav  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th5  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son ; 
Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

.5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heav'ns,  in  which  he  reigns^ 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

PSALM  118.   22—27..    S.  M. 

An  Hosanna  for  the  Lord's  Day;  or,  a  new  Song  of  Salvation  by  Chritt. 

SEE  what  a  living  stone 
The  builders  did  refuse  : 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 

Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  Avond'rous  in  our  eyes  : 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the' glorious  day 

That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 


PSALM   118^  119.  261 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood  : 
Bless  him,  ye  saints,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  bless  thy  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  displays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

PSALM  118.   22—27.     L.  M. 

An  Hosai.nafor  (he  Lord's  Day  ;  or,  <l  new  Song  of  Salvation  by  Cur 

LO  !  what  a  glorious  corner-stone 
The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse  ! 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envy  and  the  Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 

The  dav  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

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3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  saints  be  glad  ; 

Hosanna,  let  his  name  be  blest ; 
A  thousand  honours  on  his  head, 

With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest ! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 
Let  the  whole  church  address  their  King 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM   119.     FIRST  PART.       c.  M. 

[I  have  collected  and  disposed  the  most  useful  verses  of  this  Psalm  under 
eighteen  different  heads,  and  formed  a  Divine  Song  upon  each,  of  them. 
But  the  verses  are  much  transposed,  to  attain  some  degree  of  connection. 

In  some  places,  instead  of  the  words  law,  commands,  judgments,  testimo- 
nies, I  have  used  gospel,  word,  grace,  truth,  promises,  &c.  as  more  agreeable 
to  the  New  Testament  and  the  common  language  of  Christians  ;  and  it 
equally  answers  the  design  of  the  Psalmist,  which  was  to  reconuaead  the 
holy  scriptures.] 


262  PRALM    119. 

The  Blessedness  of  Saints,  and  Misery  of  Sinners. 
VERSE    1,   2,  3. 

BLEST  are  the  undefird  in  heart, 
Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  ev'ry  sin. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 

And  practise  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 

VERSE   165. 

3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law ; 

How  firm  their  souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 

VERSE  6. 

4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 
When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 

VERSE  21,   1  18. 

5  But  haughty  sinners  God  will  hate, 

The  proud  shall  die  accurst ; 
The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  dust. 

VERSE    119,    155. 

6  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  are, 

And  those  that  leave  thy  ways 
Shall  see  salvation  from  afar, 
But  never  taste  thy  grace. 

PSALM    119.     SECOND   PART. 

Secret  Devotion  and  Spiritual  Mindedness ;  or,  Constant  Converse  with,  God 

VERSE   147,  55. 

TO  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
My  gracious  God,  I  pray; 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 


PSALM  119.  263 

VERSE  81. 

2  My  spirit  faints  to  see  thy  grace ; 

Thy  promise  bears  me  up, 
And  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  supports  my  hope. 

VERSE    164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee ; 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praise  from  me. 

VERSE   62. 

4  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 

PSALM    119.     THIRD   PART. 

Professions  of  Sincerity,  Rtptntmnct,  and  Obedience. 

VERSE  57,  60. 

THOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God ; 
Soon  as  I  know  -thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

VERSE  3cC  14. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice ; 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  set  before  mine  eyes ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

VERSE   59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways; 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands^ 
And  trust  thy  pard  ning  grace. 


264  PSALM   119. 

VERSE    94,     114. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Oh  save  thy  servant,  Lord  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding-place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 

VEKSE     112. 

6  Thou  hast  inclin  d  this  heart  of  mine 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil ; 
And  thus  till  mortal  life  shall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

PSALM    119.         FOURTH  PART. 

Instruction  f row  Scripture. 
VERSE    9, 

HO  W  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts^ 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

VERSE     130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad  ; 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

VERSE     105. 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heav'nly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day ; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

VERSE    99,     100. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care, 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wiser  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 

VERSE    104,    113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise  ; 

I  hate  the  sinner's  road : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise^ 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God, 


PSALM    119.  26i 

verse  89,  90,  91. 

6  [The  starry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey, 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  these,  thy  servants,  night  and  day, 
Thy  skill  and  power  express. 

7  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine  : 
Nor  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine.] 

verse  160,   140,  9,   116. 

Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth, 

How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth. 

And  well  support  our  age. 

PSALM    119.         FIFTH  PART. 

Delight  in  Scripture  ;  or,  the  Word  of  God  dwelling  in  us. 
VERSE    97. 

HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law ! 
'Tis  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

VERSE    148. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 
To  meditate  thy  word  : 

My  soul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

vebse  3,    13,  54. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage, 
How  well  employ  my  tongue, 

And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  heav'nly  song. 

VERSE    19,    103. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 
'Tis  my  perpetual  feast ; 

Not  honey  dropping  from  the  com! 
So  much  allures  the  taste. 


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vj.rse   72,   127. 

5  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind ; 

Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 

For  loads  of  silver,  well  refin'd, 

Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 

vfrse  28,  49,    175. 

6  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

PSALM  119.  SIXTH  PARI. 

Holiness  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 
VERSE     128. 

LORD,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right, 
And  all  thy  statutes  just ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fight 
With  every  flatt'ring  lust. 

VERSE    97,    9. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey  ; 

I  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
Through  all  the  bus'ness  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 

VEhSE    62. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  silence  cries, 

"  How  sweet  thy  comforts  be  !" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 

VERSE    162. 

4  And  when  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill, 

At  some  good  word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  men  that  share  the  spoil 
Have  joys  compar'd  to  mine. 

PSALM    119,         SEVENTH  PART. 

Imperfection  of  liature,  and  Perfection  of  Scripture. 

'  verse  96.     Paraphrased. 

ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
To  form  one  perfect  book ; 


PSALM  119.  267 

Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiv'n, 
Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave ; 
But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 

3  I  ve  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  h^re  below  ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  further  go. 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought 

5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 

While  sin  defiles  our  frame, 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  onlv  with  the  Lord. 

PSALM    119.  EIGHTH    PART.       C.   M. 

ard  '•/God  is  the  Snints's  Portion  ;  or,  the  Excellence  and  Variety  of  Scripture, 

verse   111.     Paraphrased. 

IORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice^ 
•A  My  lasting  heritage ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice^ 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  thro'  thy  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 


268  PSALM  119. 

3  Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  bless'd  ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

PSALM    119.     NINTH  PART.       C.   M- 

Desire  of  Knowledge ;  or,  the  Teaching  of  the  Spirit  with  the  Word. 
VERSE  64,  68,  18. 

THY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
How  good  thy  works  appear  ! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thy  wonders  there. 

verse  73,  125. 

2  My  heart  was  fashion 'd  by  thy  hand. 

My  service  is  thy  due  ; 
Oh  make  thy  servant  understand 
The  duties  he  must  do. 

VERSE    19. 

3  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid  ; 
But  mark  the  road  my  ieet  should  go^ 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 

VERSE    26. 

4  When  I  confess'd  my  wand 'ring  ways^ 

Thou  heard'st  my  soul  complain ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

verse  33,  34. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  statutes  show, 

And  heav  nly  truth  impart, 
His  work  for  ever  Til  pursue, 
His  law  shall  rule  my  heart, 


PSALM  119.  269 

VERSE  50,  71  . 

This  was  mv  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief ; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 

And  fly  to  that  relief. 

VERSE  51. 

[In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ; 

I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  blessed  gospel  go 

Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 

VERSE    29,    171. 

When  I  have  learn 'd  my  Father's  will, 
ril  teach  the  world  his  ways  ; 

My  thankful  lips,  inspir'd  with  zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  praise.] 

PSALM    119.      TENTH    PART. 

Pleading  the  Promises. 

vFRSt:  38,  49. 

BEHOLD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

verse  41,  58,  107. 

Hast  thou  not  writ  salvation  down, 
And  promisd  quick'ning  grace  ? 

Doth  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne  ? 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

verse  123,  42. 

Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail ; 

Oh  bear,  thy  servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 

Who  dare  reproach  my  hope. 

verse  49,  74. 

Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  O  Lord, 

Then  let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 

\nd  trust  as  well  as  fear. 
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PSALM    1  ley.     ELEVENTH  PART. 

Breathing  after  Holiness. 
VERSE   5,  33. 

OH  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
Oh  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

VERSE  29. 

2  Oh  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart, 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

verse  37,  36. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  mine  eyes  : 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires,  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

verse  133. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  : 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

VERSE    176. 

5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray. 

My  feet  too  often  slip  ; 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  w and  'ring  sheep. 

VERSE  35. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands; 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 

PSALM    119.      TWELFTB   PART. 


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Breathing  after  Comfort  and  Deliverance. 
VERSE   153. 

Y  God,  consider  my  distress) 
et  mercy  plead  my  cause  ; 


PSALM  119.  27  J 

Though  1  >:ave  sinn'd  against  thy  grace. 
I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

VERSE  39,    116. 

2  Forbid,  forbid  the  sharp  reproach, 

Which  I  so  justly  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes. 
Nor  let  my  shame  appear. 

TERSE  122,   i35. 

3  Be  thou  a  surety,  Lord,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  proud  oppress  ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  servant  see 
The  shinings  of  thy  face. 

VERSE   82. 

4  Mine  eyes  with  expectation  fail ; 

My  heart  within  me  cries, 
"  When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
And  make  my  comforts  rise." 

VERSE    132. 

5  Look  down  upon  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  show  thy  grace  the  same ; 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 
To  those  that  love  thy  name. 

PSALM    lly.     THIRTEENTH    PART. 

Holy  Fear,  and  Tenderness  of  Conscience. 
VERSE    10. 

WITH  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face, 
O  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  wav. 

VERSE    1  1. 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart, 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  ev'ry  rising  sin. 

verse  63,  63,  158. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  saints. 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  : 


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272  PSALM    119. 

My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 

VERSE    161,   163. 

4  While  sinners  do  thy  gospel  wrong, 

My  spirit  stands  in  awe  ; 
My  soul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  lawr. 

VERSE    161,   120. 

5  My  heart  with  sacred  rev'rence  hears. 

The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  flesh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 

verse  166,  174. 

6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 

'For  thy  salvation  still ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight. 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

PSALM*    lly.     FOURTEENTH    PART. 

Benefit  of  Afflictions,  and  Support  under  them. 

terse  153,  81,  82. 

CONSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord 
And  thy  deliv' ranee  send  ; 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints, 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 

verse  71. 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Fathers  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 

VERSE  53. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  distress  begins  : 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 

verse  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 


PSALM  119.  273 

My  soul,  opprest  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 


VERSE   75. 


5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Though  they  may  seem  severe  ; 
The  sharpest  sufFrings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

VERSE   67. 

6  Before  I  knew7  thy  chast'ning  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 


psalm  119 


FIFTEENTH   PART. 
Eolj  Resolution:. 
VERS:.   93. 


OTHAT  thy  statutes  ev'^  hour 
Might  dwell  upon  my  mind ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  power. 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

VERSE   15,    16. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word. 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

VERSE*  32. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands 

Should'st  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin  and  Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large. 

VERSE    13,  46. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  speak  thy  word  though  kings  should  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame, 

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274  PSALM  119. 

verse  61,  69,  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  persecutors  rise 

To  rob  me  of  my  right, 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies* 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 

VERSE   1  1  5. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 

Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill ; 

1  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 

And  must  obey  his  will. 

PSALM    lly.         SIXTEENTH  PART. 

PrjT,er/or  quickening  Grace. 
VERSE    25,   37. 

Y  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust : 
Lord,  give  me  life  divine ; 
From  vain  desires  and  ev'ry  lust 
Turn  off' these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 

Lest  I  .should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

VERSE     107. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 
I  need  thy  quick 'ning  powers ; 

Thy  word  that  I  have  rested  on 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 

VERSE    156.   40. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sov'reign  still, 
And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 

Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heav'nly  road  ? 

VERSE     159,    40. 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love. 
And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 

And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move 
Without  enliv'ning  grace. 


PSALM  119.  275 

VERSE    93. 

6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quick  ning  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

PSALM    11J.         SEVENTEENTH  PART.       L.  M. 

Courage  and  Perseverance  under  Persecution;  or,  Grace  shining  in  Difficulties  and  Trials. 

verse   143,  28. 

WHEN  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord, 
All  my  support  is  from  thy  word  :  . 
My  soul  dissolves  for  heaviness  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  strengthening  grace. 

VERSE    51,    69,    1  10. 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  scoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  soul  to  snares  and  sin ; 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 

verse   161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  cause, 
Thev  hate  to  see  me  love  thv  laws ! 
But  I  will  trust  and  iear  thy  name, 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  shame. 

PSALM    119.         LAST    PART.       L.  M. 

Sancf./ied  Afflictio  ls  ;  or.  Delight  in  the  Tirord  of  God 

verse  67.   59. 

FATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand 
How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod, 
That  fore'd  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wandering  soul  to  God 

2  Foolish  and  vain,  I  went  astray, 

Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord ; 
I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

verse  71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 

For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell ; 


276  FSALM  120. 

Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 

VEiiSE    72. 

4  The  law  that  issues  from  thy  mouth, 

Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more 
Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  south, 
Or  western  hills  of  golden  ore. 

VERSE    73. 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 

Thy  spirit  form'd  my  soul  within  ; 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  death  and  sin. 

V3RSE    74. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 

At  my  salvation  shall  rejoice, 
For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 

And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 
psalm  120.     c.  M. 

Complaint  of  quarrelsome  Neighbour-  ;  or,  a  devout  Wish  for  Peace- 

THOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest, 
Pity  my  suff 'ring  state ; 
When  wilt  thou  set  mv  soul  at  rest, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit  ? 

2  Hard  lot  of  mine  !  my  days  are  cast 

Among  the  sons  of  strife, 
Whose  never-ceasing  brawlings  waste 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  Oh  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 
In  some  wide,  lonesome  wilderness, 
And  leave  these  gates  of  hell ! 

4  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek, 

How  lovely  are  its  charms ! 
I  am  for  peace  ;  but  when  I  speak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 


PSALM    121.  27.T 

5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage, 

And  keep  their  malice  strong  : 
What  shall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  smite  thee  through. 

Strict  justice  would  approve  ; 
But  I  would  rather  spare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

psalm  121.     L.  M. 

Dittiru  Protection. 

UP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies : 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives ; 
There  my  almighty  refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives  ;  the  everlasting  God 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood  ; 
The  heav'ns,  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day  : 
He  spreads  the  ev  ning  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours  while  Isra'l  sleeps. 

4  Isra'l,  a  name  divinely  blest, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 
Thy  holy  guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber,  nor  surprise. 

§  No  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon,  with  sickly  ray, 
Shall  blast  thy  couch  ;  no  baleful  star 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  so  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn. 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  still  return^ 


278  PSALM   121. 

Safe  in  the  Lord  ;  his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  spirits  have  no  power  : 
And  in  thy  last  departing  hour 
Angels  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

PSALM  121.       C.  M. 

Vu  lervaiion  by  Day  and  Night. 

TO  heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 
There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  : 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  skies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  shall  never  slide,  to  fall, 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep ; 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call ; 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours 
Against  surprising  harm. 

4  Isra'l  rejoice .  and  rest  secure, 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  powTer 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 

Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite ; 
He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

6  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath 

Where  thickest  dangers  come  : 
Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 
Till  God  command  thee  home. 


PSALM    121,    122.  2'79 

PSALM  121.      As  the  148th  Psalm,  proper  metre. 


God  our  Preserver. 


UPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
From  God  is  all  my  aid ; 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  ; 
God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly  ;  his  grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'ry  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
Those  wakeful  eyes 
That  never  sleep,  shall  Isra'l  keep 
When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air. 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  ; 
Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade,  to  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  giv'n  thy  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath  : 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die,  till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  home. 


H 


PSALM  122.      C.  M. 

Going  to  Church. 

OW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say, 


t80  PSALM    122. 

"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear 
And  keep  the  solemn  day/' 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 

The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

i  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints  ; 
And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heaVnly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest ! 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

PSALM    122.         PROPER  METRE. 

Go  -ii  to  Church. 

HOW  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I, 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 
f  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day !' 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal 
We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn'd  with  wond'rous  grace. 


PSALM  123.  281 

■ 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  : 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 

Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne  ; 
He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  : 

He  bids  the  saints  be  glad, 

He  makes  the  sinners  sad, 
And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 

And  joy  within  thee  wait, 
To  bless  the  soul  of  ev'rv  guest : 

The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 

'  Peace  to  this  sacred  house  !' 
For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell : 

And  since  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

psalm  123.     CM. 

P'tadin*  with  Sm  mission. 

OTHOU  whose  grace  and  justice  reign 
Enthron'd  above  the  skies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  stroke  ; 
Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand. 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look : 

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282  PSALM    124. 

3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 

Thy  discipline,  O  God ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still 
Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those  that  in  wealth  and  pleasure  live, 

Our  daily  groans  deride  ; 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  lies ; 
This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  despise. 

PSALM  124.      L.  M. 

A  Long  for  public  Deliveraniefrom  great  Calamities. 

HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
Had  not  the  Lord  maintained  our  side, 
When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rose  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide. 

'2  The  swelling  tide  had  stopt  our  breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  waters  roll ; 
We  had  been  swallow 'd  deep  in  death  ; 
Proud  waters  had  overwhelmed  our  souL 

"3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sing, 
Who  just  escap'd  the  fatal  stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  cursed  snare ; 
Who  sav'd  us  from  the  murdering  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  souls  his  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name. 

Who  form'd  the  earth,  and  built  the  skies ; 
He  that  upholds  that  wond'rous  frame, 
Guards  hisownehurch  with  watchful  eves, 


PSALM  125.  203 

PSALM  125.       C.  M. 

The  Saint's  Trial  aad  Safety. 

UNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 
And  fix'd  as  mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  rock,  the  soul  shall  rest 
That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 
That  ev'ry  saint  surround. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  smarting  scourge, 

To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  compassion  still  allays 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere. 

And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradise, 
Where  Christ  their  Lord  is  gone. 

5  But  if  we  trace  those  crooked  ways 

Which  the  old  serpent  drew, 
The  wrath  that  drove  him  first  to  hell 
Shall  smite  his  foil  Vers  too. 

PSALM  125.      S.  if. 

Tkt  Saint's  Trial  and  Safely  ;  or,  moderated  Affliction*. 

FIRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 
That  rest  their  souls  on  God ; 
Fix'd  as  the  mount  wrhere  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 

The  city's  sacred  ground, 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  saints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chastising  stroke, 


284  PSALM    126. 

Yet,  lest  it  wound  their  souls  too  deep. 
Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those 

Whose  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whose  hope  and  love,  and  every  grace. 
Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 

5  Nor  shall  the  tyrant's  rage 

Too  long  oppress  the  saint ; 
The  God  of  Israel  will  support 
His  children,  lest  they  faint. 

6  But  if  our  slavish  fear 

Will  choose  the  road  to  hell, 
We  must  receive  our  portion  there^ 
Where  bolder  sinners  dwell. 

psalm  126.     L.  M. 

Surprising  Dtlivcrancc, 

WHEN  God  restor'd  our  captive  state, 
Joy  was  our  song,  and  grace  our  theme 
A;, grace  beyond  our  hopes  so  great, 
That  joy  appear 'd  a  painted  dream. 

2  The  scoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 

Unwilling  honours  to  thy  name ; 
While  we  with  pleasure  shout  thy  praise, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  reviewed  our  dismal  fears, 

'Twas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanish  so  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow. 

4  The  man  that  in  his  furrow 'd  field 

His  scatter'd  seed  with  sadness  leaves, 
Will  shout  to  see  the  harvest  yield 
A  welcome  load  of  joyful  sheaves. 


psalm  126, 127.  285 

PSALM  126.      C.  M. 

The  Joy  of  a  remarkable  Conversion  ;  or,  Melancholy  removed. 

I T  7  HEN  G  od  reveal  'd  his  gracious  name, 
▼  f     And  chang'd  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasant  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  i  Great  is  the  work/  my  neighbours  cried, 

And  own'd  thy  power  divine  ; 
6  Great  is  the  work/  my  heart  replied, 
'  And  be  the  glory  thine.' 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies. 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come, 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

6  Though  seed  lie  bury'd  long  in  dust, 

It  shan't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost,, 
For  grace  insures  the  crop. 

PSALM  127.      L.  M. 

The  Blessing  of  God  on  the  Business  and  Comforts  of  Life. 

IF  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 
And  pains  to  build  the  house  are  lost ; 
If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep, 

24  * 


23o  PSALM  127,  128. 

2  What  though  you  rise  before  the  sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done. 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread  ; 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  "till  God  hath  blest ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest : 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God,  our  sovereign,  make  them  so. 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends  ; 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  ! 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  season 'd  with  his  love ! 

psalm  127.     c.  M. 

God  All  in  A  I. 

IF  God  to  build  the  house  deny, 
The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns  without  his  wakeful  eye, 
An  useless  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  morning  beams  arise, 

Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  till  the  stars  ascend  the  skies 
Your  tiresome  toil  pursue. 

3  Short  be  your  sleep,  and  coarse  your  fare. 

In  vain,  till  God  has  blest ; 
But  if  his  smiles  attend  your  care, 
You  shall  have  food  and  rest. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends, 

Shall  real  blessings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  sends, 
If  sent  without  his  love. 

PSALM    128.      C.  M. 

Family  Blessings. 

HAPPY  man,  whose  soul  is  fill'd, 
With  zeal  and  rev'rend  awe ! 


o 


PSALM    129.  287 

Whose  lips  to  God  their  honours  5Tield? 
Whose  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  shall  stand, 

And  ever  guard  thy  head, 
And  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  blessings  shed. 

3  Thy  wife  shall  be  a  fruitful  vine  ; 

Thy  children  round  thy  board, 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  shine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  shall  thy  best  hopes  fulfil 

For  months  and  years  to  come  : 
The  Lord,  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Shall  send  the  blessings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man  whose  happy  eyes, 

Shall  see  his  house  increase, 
Shall  see  the  sinking  church  arise, 
And  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

psalm  129.     c.  M. 

Persecutors  Punished. 

LTP  from  my  youth,  may  Israel  say, 
)   Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears ; 
My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  from  mv  youth  I  bore  the  rage 

Of  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
Oft  they  assaird  my  riper  age, 
But  not  destroy 'd  my  life. 

3  Their  cruel  plough  had  torn  my  flesh 

With  furrows  long  and  deep  ; 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afresh, 
Nor  let  my  sorrows  sleep. 


283  PSALM   130. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne. 

And,  with  impartial  eye, 
Measur'd  the  mischiefs  they  had  done. 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  insolence  surpris'd 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll ! 
And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  seized 
With  horror  to  the  soul ! 

6  Thus  shall  the  men  that  hate  the  saints 

Be  blasted  from  the  sky ; 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 

7  [What  tho'  they  flourish  tall  and  fair, 

They  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  shall  perish  in  despair, 
And  lie  despis'd  in  death.] 

8  [So  corn  that  on  the  house-top  stands, 

No  hope  of  harvest  gives  ; 
The  reaper  ne'er  shall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  sheaves. 

9  It  springs  and  withers  on  the  place  ; 

No  traveller  bestows 
A  word  of  blessing  on  the  grass, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes.] 

PSALM  130.      C.  M. 

Pardoning  Grace. 

,UT  of  the  depths  of  long  distress, 
The  borders  of  despair, 
I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God !  should  thy  severer  eye, 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 


o 


PSALM  130.  289 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ; 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  [[  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
My  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 

5  [Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  : 

6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace  ; 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  first  op'nings  of  thy  face^ 
And  finds  a  brighter  day.] 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Isra'l  trust, 

Let  Isra'l  seek  his  face ; 
The  Lord  is  good,  as  well  as  just, 
And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 

8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 

For  sinners  long  enslav'd ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son, 
And  Isra'l  shall  be  sav'd. 

psalm  130.     L.  M. 

Pardoning  G  ace 

FROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts, 
To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries  : 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 

No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 
2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there, 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear, 


I 


>  PSALM  181,  132. 

As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 

And  long,  and  wish  for  breaking  day ; 

So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  display  ? 

My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain : 

Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  : 

He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 

And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done, 

psalm  131.     c.  M. 

Humility  and  Submission. 

S  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
Search,  gracious  God,  and  see ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild ; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  ; 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resign 'd, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  132.      5,  13—18.     L.  M. 

At  tke  Settlement  of  a  Church ;  or,  the  Ordination  of  a  Minister. 

WHERE  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find 
A  habitation  for  our  God, 
A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  mind, 

Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 


PSALM  132.  291 

And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still ; 

His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 

3  "  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

"  And  reign  for  ever/5  saith  the  Lord  ; 
••  Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known, 
"  And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

4  "  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

"  And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread ,: 
"  Sinners  that  wait  before  my  door, 
"  With  sweet  provisions  shall  be  fed. 

5  "  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth 'd  with  grace, 

"  My  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine  ; 
"  Not  Aaron  in  his  costly  dress 
"  Made  on  appearance  so  divine. 

Q  "  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

"  Their  inward  joy,  shall  shout  and  sing ; 
"  The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 
"  And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King/' 
7    [Jesus  shall  see  a  num'rous  seed 

Born  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name ; 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head, 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloth 'd  with  shame.] 

PSALM  132.    4,  5,  7,  8,  15—17.     C.  M. 


A  Church  established. 


NO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes 
Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  skies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

I  The  Lord  in  Zion  placd  his  name. 
His  ark  wras  settled  there ; 
To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came, 
To  wrorship  thrice  a  year. 

I  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  go, 
Nor  wander  far  abroad : 


292  PSALM  133. 

Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now. 
There  is  a  house  for  God.] 

PAUSE. 

4  Arise,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 

And  enter  to  thy  rest : 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blest. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain, 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows  ; 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread ; 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  lili  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne, 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honours  shad  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 

psalm  133.     c.  M. 

Bruth?rly  Love. 

LO  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 
Are  brethren  that  agree ; 
Brethren,  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  piety. 
2  When  streams  of  bliss  fromChrist  the  spring 
Descend  to  ev'ry  soul  ; 
And  heav'nly  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 


PSALM  133.  293 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  sweet 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head  : 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill,  ' 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shews, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

psalm  133.     s.  M. 

Communion,  of  Saints  ;  or,  Love  and  Worship  in  a  Family. 

BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread. 

And  pleasure  fill'd  the  room. 
t  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above. 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 

And  all  the  air  is  love. 

PSALM  133.    As  the  1 22 J  Psalm. 

The  Blessings  of  Friendship. 

HOW  pleasant  'tis  to  see 
Kindred  and  friends  agree, 
Each  in  his  proper  station  move. 
And  each  fulfil  his  part 
With  sympathizing  heart, 
la  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love. 
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294  PSALM  134,  135. 

2  Tis  like  the  ointment  shed 
On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet ; 

The  oil  through  all  the  room 

Diffused  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  through  his  robes  and  bless'd  his  feet 

3  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain 
That  wi   ter  all  the  plain, 

Descending  from  the  neighbouring  hills  ; 
Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 
Through  ev'ry  friendly  soul, 

Where  love,  like  heav'nly  dew,  distils. 

Repeat  the  first  Stanza  to  complete  the  Tune, 

PSALM  131.      C.  M. 

Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion. 

YE  that  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  bless  his  wond'rous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  send  your  souls  on  high  ; 
Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  starry  sky. 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts 

With  rays  of  quick'ning  grace  ; 
The  God  that  spread  the  heav'ns  abroad, 
And  rules  the  swelling  seas. 

PSALM  135.    1—4,  14,  19—21.     first  part.     L.  M. 

The  Church  is  God's  House  and  Cart. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name, 
While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait. 
Ye  saints  that  to  his  house  belong, 
Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 

£  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good  ; 
To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ ; 


PSALM    135.  295 

Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  still 
His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  saints  ; 

He  treats  his  servants  as  his  friends ; 
And  when  he  hears  their  sore  complaints, 
Repents  the  sorrows  that  he  sends. 

4  Through  ev'ry  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod ; 
He  gives  his  suffering  servants  rest, 

And  will  be  known  th*  Almighty  God. 

5  Bless  ye  the  Lord,  who  taste  his  love, 

People  and  priests  exalt  his  name ; 
Among  his  saints  he  ever  dwells; 
His  church  is  his  Jerusalem. 

PSALM  135.    5 — 15.     second  part. 

The  fforks  of  Creation,  Providence,  Redemption  of  Israel,  and  Destruction  of  Enemies. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
Above  all  powers,  and  every  throne  ; 
Whateer  he  pleas'd  in  earth  and  sea, 
Or  heav'n,  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rise, 

The  lightnings  flash,  the  thunders  roar  : 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
And  tempest  from  his  airy  store. 

3  'Twas  he  those  dreadful  tokens  sent, 
O  Egypt,  through  thy  stubborn  land  ; 

When  all  thy  first-born,  beasts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings, 
He  slew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 

To  Israel,  whom  his  hand  redeem  cl, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  slave. 


296  PSALM    135. 

5  His  power  the  same,  the  same  his  grace,, 
That  saves  us  from  the  hosts  of  hell ; 
And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  possess, 
Whence  those  apostate  angels  fell. 

psalm  135.     c.  M. 

Praise  due  to  God,notto  Idols. 

A  WAKE, ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King. 
Your  sweetest  passions  raise  ; 
Your  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ  ; 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treasure  and  his  joy. 

3  Heav'n,  earth,  and  sea,  confess  his  hand  ; 

He  bids  the  vapours  rise ! 
Lightning  and  storm,  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  skies. 

4  All  power  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim 'd 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust 

Can  give  them  showers  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worship  wood  or  dust, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  cannot  talk 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  ; 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  design 'd  to  walk, 
Nor  hands  have  power  to  save. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf. 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 


PSALM  136.  297 

Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief, 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

8  O  Zion  trust  the  living  God, 

Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear ; 
He  makes  thy  courts  his  blest  abode, 
And  claims  thine  honours  there. 

psalm  136.     c.  M. 

God's  Wonders  of  Crtatioiu  Providence,  Redemption  of  Israel,  andSalvation  of  his  People. 

GIVE  thanks  to  God ,  the  sov'reign  Lord ; 
"  His  mercies  still  endure  ;" 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd ; 
"  His  truth  is  ever  sure." 

2  What  wonders  hath  his  wisdom  done ! 

"  How  mighty  is  his  hand  !" 
Heav'n,  earth,  and  sea  he  fram'd  alone : 
"  How  wide  is  his  command  !" 

3  The  sun  supplies  the  day  with  light : 

"  How  bright  his  counsels  shine!" 
The  moon  and  stars  adorn  the  night : 
"  His  works  are  all  divine." 

4  [He  struck  the  sons  of  Egypt  dead  : 

"  How  dreadful  is  his  rod  !" 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  : 
"  How  gracious  is  our  God !" 

5  He  cleft  the  swelling  sea  in  two ; 

"  His  arm  is  great  in  might ;" 
And  gave  the  tribes  a  passage  through ; 
"  His  power  and  grace  unite." 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd ; 

iw  How  glorious  are  his  ways !" 
And  brought  his  saints  thro'  desert  ground  : 
"  Eternal  be  his  praise." 
26  * 


<m  psalm  136. 

7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand  : 

"  Victorious  is  his  sword  ;" 
While  Isra'l  took  the  promis'd  land  ; 
"  And  faithful  is  his  word."] 

8  He  saw  the  nations  dead  in  sin  ; 

"  He  felt  his  pity  move  :" 
How  sad  the  state  the  world  was  in  I 
"  How  boundless  was  his  love  l" 

9  He  sent  to  save  us  from  our  wo  ; 

"  His  goodness  never  fails  :" 
From  death  and  hell,  and  evYy  foe ; 
u  And  still  his  grace  prevails." 

10  Give  thanks  to  God  the  heav'nly  King ; 

"  His  mercies  still  endure  :" 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praises  sing  ; 
"  His  truth  is  ever  sure." 

PSALM  136.    As  the  \mh  Psalm. 

GIVE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
The  universal  Lord  ; 
The  sov 'reign  King  of  kings  : 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 
His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ;  and  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand ! 

What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heav'ns  alone. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure  ;  and  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

3  His  wisdom  fram'd  the  sun 

To  crown  the  day  with  light : 


PSALM    136.  299 

The  moon  and  twinkling  stars 
To  cheer  the  darksome  night. 

His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ;  and  let  his  name 

Have  endless  praise. 

:  [He  smote  the  first-born  sons, 
The  flower  of  Egypt,  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  chosen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure  ;  and  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

>  His  power  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the  red  sea  in  two  ; 
And  for  his  people  made 

A  wond  rous  passage  through. 
His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same ;  and  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 

!  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 

With  all  his  host  he  drown'd  ; 
And  brought  his  Israel  safe 

Through  a  long  desert  ground, 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure ;  and  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

PAUSE. 

[The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 

Beneath  his  dreadful  hand ; 
While  his  own  servants  took 
Possession  of  their  land. 
His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same ;  and  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise.] 


300  PSALM    136. 

8  He  saw  the  nations  lie, 

All  perishing  in  sin, 
And  pity'd  the  sad  state 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure  ;  and  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

9  He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  wo, 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 
His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same ;  and  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 

10  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 

To  God  the  heav'nly  king ; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure ;  and  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

PSALM  136.   Abridged.     L.  M. 

GIVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown  ; 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high  : 
Wonders  of  prwe  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 


PSALM   137.  301 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  li^ht, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 

5  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promised  land  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

6  He  saw  the  (5enti  es  dead  in  sin, 
And  felt  his  pity  work  within  : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  death  and  sin  shall  reign  no  more. 

7  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  of  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

8  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet5 
And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  seat : 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 

PSALM    137.       FIRST  PART.       L.M. 

The  sorroni  of  Isratl  in  tke  Babylonish  Captivity 

BY  Babel's  streams  the  captives  sate, 
And  wept  for  Zion's  hapless  fate  ; 
Useless,  their  harps  on  willows  hung 
While  foes  requir'd  a  sacred  song. 

2  With  taunting  voice,  and  scornful  eye, 
"  Sing  us  a  song  of  heaven/'  they  cry, 

"  While  foes  deride  pur  God,  and  King, 
"  How  can  we  tune  our  harps,  or  sing  ?' 

3  "  If  Zion's  woes  our  hearts  forget, 

"  Or  cease  to  mourn  for  Israel's  fate, 
iC  Let  useful  skill  our  hands  forsake  ; 
"  Our  hearts  with  hopeless  sorrow  break/' 


302  PSALM    137. 

4  "  Thou,  ruin'd  Salem,  to  our  eyes 

"  Each  day  in  sad  remembrance  rise  ! 
"  Should  we  e'er  cease  to  feel  thy  wrongs, 
"  Lost  be  our  joys,  and  mute  our  tongues." 

5  "  Remember,  Lord,  proud  Edom's  sons, 
<c  Who  cried,  exulting  at  our  groans, 

"  While  Salem  trembled  to  her  base, 

"  Raze  them  :  her  deep  foundations  raze." 

6  While  thus  they  sung,  the  mourners  view'd 
Their  foes  by  Cyrus'  arm  subdu'd, 

And  saw  his  glory  rise,  who  spread 
Their  streets,  and  fields,  with  hosts  of  dead. 

7  Pleas'd,  they  foresaw  the  blest  decree, 
That  set  their  tribes  from  bondage  free, 
Renew'd  the  temple,  and  restor'd 
The  sacred  worship  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM    137.     SECOND  PART.       L.  M. 

The  Church's  Complaint. 

LORD,  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days* 
We  mourn  the  hidings  of  thy  face  ; 
Proud  enemies  our  path  surround, 
To  level  Zion  with  the  ground. 

2  Her  songs,  her  worship,  they  deride, 
And  hiss  thy  word  with  tongues  of  pride, 
And  cry  t'  insult  our  humble  prayer, 

"  WhereisyourGod,ye  christians,  where?" 

3  Errors,  and  sins,  and  follies  grow  ; 
Thy  saints  bow  down  in  deepest  wo  ; 
Their  love  decays,  their  zeal  is  o'er, 
And  thousands  walk  with  Christ  no  more. 

4  To  happier  days  our  bosoms  turn  ; 
Those  days  but  teach  us  how  to  mourn  : 
The  God,  who  bade  his  mercy  flow, 

In  wrath  withdraws  his  blessing  now* 


PSALM    137.  303 

5  The  blessing  from  thy  truth's  withdrawn  ; 
Its  quickening,  saving  influence  gone  : 
Unwarn'd,  wrwaken'd,  sinners  hear, 
Nor  see  their  awful  danger  near. 

6  In  dews  unseen  or  scanty  showers, 
Thy  spirit  shed  his  healing  powers  ; 
The  thirsty  ground  is  parch'd  beneath. 
And  all  is  barrenness  and  death. 

7  Yet  still,  thy  name  be  ever  blest, 
On  thee  our  hope  shall  safely  rest ; 
Zion  her  Cyrus  soon  shall  see 
Array 'd  to  set  his  Israel  free. 

8  Jesus,  with  vengeance  arm'd,  shall  come 
To  crush  his  foes,,  and  seal  their  doom, 
The  mystic  Babel  whelm  in  dust, 

Her  pomp,  her  idols,  powers  and  trust. 

9  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult,  and  sing 
The  matchless  glories  of  their  King  ; 
Nations  before  his  altar  bend, 

And  peace  from  realm  to  realm  extend, 

PSALM    137.     THIRD  TART.       S.  M. 

Love  to  the  Church. 

I  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  church,  our  blest  Redeemer  sav'd 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  Hove  thy  Church,  O  God! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons 

My  voice,  or  hands,  deny, 
These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake. 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 


304  PSALM  138. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 

Her  welfare,  or  her  wo, 
Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake., 
And  every  grief  overflow. 

5  For  li^r  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  mv  cares  and  toils  be  given. 
'Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows. 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

7  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

8  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yields 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

PSALM  138.       L.  M. 

Restoring  and  preserving  Grace. 

WITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song ; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  Angels  that  make  thy  church  their  care, 
Shall  witness  mv  devotion  there, 
While  holy  zeal  directs  mine  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies. 

3  TH  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord ; 
111  sing  the  winders  of  thy  word ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below, 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 


PSALM  139.  306 

4  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose  ; 
He  heard  me.  and  subdu'd  my  foes; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  dirfus'd  through  all  my  soul. 

5  The  God  of  heav'n  maintains  his  state, 
Frowns  on  the  proud  and  scorns  the  great ; 
But  from  his  throne  descends  to  see 

The  sons  of  humble  poverty. 

6  Amid  a  thousand  snares  I  stand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  m3T  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  save  from  sorrow  s  and  from  sins ; 
The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

PSALM    139.         FIRST   PART.       L.   Yu 
The  AU-Steing  God. 

Lord,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  thro' ; 
Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 
My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  ray  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
L      Ere  from  my  op'ning  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  vstand, 
On  ev'ry  &ide  I  tujd  thy  hand  : 

A  vake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 
I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  How  awful  is  thy  se^rchin^  eye! 

I     Thy  knowledge,  O  how  deep  !  how  high! 
26 


306  PSALM  139. 

My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  Oh  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast. 
Where  er  I  rove,  where  er  I  rest ; 
Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 


PAUSE  THE  FIHST 


6  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove, 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'st  enthron'd  in  light ; 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray 
I  fly  beyond  the  western  sea, 

Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

10  Oh  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast^ 

Where'er  1  rove,  ivhere'er  I  rest ; 
Nor  let  my  iveaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND 

11  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise, 
No  screen  from  thy  all-seeing  eyes; 
Thy  hand  can  seize  thy  foes  as  soon 
Through  midnight  shades  as  blazing  noon. 

12  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  thee : 


PSALM  139.  307 

Nor  death  can  hide  what  God  will  spy. 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

13  Oh  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast \ 
Where'er  I  roue,  where  er  I  rest ; 
Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there, 

PSALM    139.  SECOND  PART.       L.   M. 

The  wonderful  Formation  oj  Man. 

TWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 
A  work  of  such  a  curious  frame  ; 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  shine, 
And  each  proclaims  thy  skill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  survey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confusion  lay  : 
Thou  saw'st  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 
(And  what  thy  so v 'reign  counsels  fram'd,) 
The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart, 
Was  copy'd  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  last,  to  show  my  Maker's  name, 
God  stamped  his  image  on  my  frame  ; 
And  in  some  unknown  moment  join'd 
The  finish'd  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  seeds  of  thought  began, 
And  all  the  passions  of  the  man  ; 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praise. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  since  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  acted  on  life's  busy  stage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 


308  PSALM    139. 

7  I  could  survey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  sand  that  makes  the  shore, 
Before  my  swiftest  thoughts  could  trace 
The  num'rous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  These  on  my  heart  are  still  imprest, 
With  these  I  give  my  eyes  to  rest ; 
And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 
God  and  his  love  possess  my  mind. 

PSALM    139.  THIRD   PART.       L.  M. 

Sincerity  professed,  and  Gracetried  ;  or,  the  Heart-searching  God. 

/fY  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 

When  impious  men  transgress  thy  will! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane 
Take  thv  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

2  Does  not  my  soul  detest  and  hate 
The  sons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 
Those  that  oppose  thy  laws  and  thee, 
I  count  them  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  search  my  soul,  try  every  thought; 
Though  my  own  heart  accuse  me  not 
Of  walking  in  a  false  disguise, 

I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk  within? 
Do  I  indulge  some  unknown  sin  ? 
Oh  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  stray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

PSALM  139.    FIRST  PART.      c.  M. 

God  is  every  nhert 

IN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 
2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 
My  rising  and  my  rest, 


PSALM  139.  309 

My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh  wond'rous  knowledge,  deep  and  high, 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

Securd  by  sov'reign  love. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 

7  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath, 

To  'scape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

8  If,  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light. 

I  fly  beyond  the  west, 
Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight. 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

9  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Those  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 

26  * 


310  PSALM   139. 

Oh  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

PSALM     139.         SECOND  PART.         C.  M. 

The  fVitdom  of  God  in  'ke  Formation  of  Man. 

WHEN  J  with  pleasing  wonder  standi 
And  all  my  frame  survey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  work,  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  possess 'd, 

Where  unborn  nature  grew  ; 
Thy  wisdom  all  my  features  trac'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  survey 'd 

The  growth  of  every  part ; 
Tili  the  whole  scheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid 
Was  copy'd  by  thine  art. 

4  Heav'n,  earth  and  sea,  and  fire  and  wind 

Show  me  thy  wondrous  skill ; 
But  I  review  myself,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  still. 

5  Thine  awful  glories  round  me  shine. 

My  flesh  proclaims  thy  praise; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

PSALM    139.         14,   17,   18.       THIRD    PART.       C.   M. 


The  mercies  of  God  innumerable. 
An  Evening  P=alm. 


LORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
They  strike  me  with  surprise ; 
Not  all  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore 
To  equal  numbers  rise. 

2  My  flesh  with  fear  and  wonder  stands, 
The  product  of  thy  skill ; 
And  hourly  blessings  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 


PSALM  140.  311 

3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep ; 
How  kind,  how  dear  to  me ! 
Oh  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  sleep 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee  ! 

PSALM    140.     FIRST  PART.       L.   31. 
4  Prayer  azainsi public  Enemas 

OLORD,  the  God  of  heaven  and  earth, 
From  men  of  violence  defend, 
That  cherish  mischief  from  their  birth  ; 
Thy  suppliants  save ;  thy  mercy  send. 

2  By  night  they  form  th'  accurs'd  design, 

And  lie  in  wait  against  our  peace  ; 
By  day  their  bands  in  war  combine, 
Thy  saints  to  slaughter,  and  oppress. 

3  In  fields  of  blood  their  souls  delight, 

In  waste  and  plunder,  death  and  pain ; 
Against  thy  church,  and  thee,  unite, 
Alike  the  foes  of  God  and  man. 

4  O  thou  preserver  of  mankind, 

Ourhope,our  shield, our  strength,  our  God! 
Thou  hast  an  ear  to  prayer  inclin'd, 

Our  cries  have  reaeh'd  thy  dread  abode. 

5  Our  cause  thy  justice  will  maintain, 

Avenge  th'  oppress'd:andguard  thepoor ; 
Ne'er  shall  thy  children  ask  in  vain, 

And  our  proud  foes  shall  boast  no  more. 

6  Their  banded  hosts  shall  fly,  or  fall ; 

A  shaking  leaf  their  thousands  chase; 
Our  God  shall  hear  our  nation's  call  ; 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sing  his  praise. 

PSALM    140.      SECOND.   PART.       S.  M. 
A  Complaint agmimst peri*  tal  Enemies. 

MY  God,  while  impious  men, 
With  malice  in  their  heart. 


312  PSALM  140. 

My  peace  destroy,,  my  life  defame. 
Thy  guardian  grace  impart. 

2  With  poison  in  their  lips, 

And  with  a  serpent's  tongue, 
They  sting  my  fainting  soul  to  death. 
And  make  my  name  their  song. 

3  Ceaseless  they  lie  in  wait 

My  footsteps  to  betray  ; 
They  hide  their  snare,  they  set  their  gin. 
Beside  my  peaceful  way. 

4  O  hear  my  humble  cry  ! 

Their  fondest  hopes  destroy  : 
Their  arts  confound,  their  plots  disclose, 
And  blast  their  envious  joy. 

5  On  their  own  heads  shall  fall, 

The  mischiefs  they  devise  ; 
Thy  hand  shall  take  them  in  their  net, 
Their  slanders,  and  their  lies. 

6  As  coals  the  wood  consume, 

As  pits  receive  their  slain, 
So  shall  the  men  of  malice  sink, 
And  never  rise  again. 

7  The  Lord,  who  hates  the  proud, 

Shall  scorch  the  sland'rous  tongue, 
Shall  hunt  the  wicked  from  the  earth, 
And  well  requite  their  wrong. 

8  Thou  wilt  sustain  the  poor, 

And  bid  th'  afflicted  sing ; 
Before  thee  shall  thy  children  dwell, 
Their  Father,  and  their  King. 


PSALM  141,  142.  313 

PSALM  141.      2—5.       L.  M. 


Watchfulness  and  Brotherly  Reproof, 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Psalm 


MY  God,  accept  my  early  vows. 
Like  morning  incense,  in  thine  house, 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  rash  and  heedless  word ; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 

The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

3  Oh  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Srnite  and  reprove  my  wand  ring  way ; 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  prest  with  grief, 
111  cry  toheav'n  for  their  relief: 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

PSALM  142.      C.  M. 

God  it  the  Hope  of  the  HelpUst. 

TO  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known, 
From  God  I  sought  relief; 
In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 

2  My  soul  was  overwhelm^  with  woes, 

My  heart  began  to  break ; 
My  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
Knows  every  way  I  take. 

3  On  every  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone, 
While  friends  and  strangers  pass'd  me  by, 
Neglected  or  unknown. 


314  PSALM  143. 

4  Then  did  I  raise  a  louder  cry, 

And  caird  thy  mercy  near, 
"  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, 
"  Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes,  who  vex  me,  know 
I've  an  almighty  friend. 

6  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free, 

Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name, 
And  holy  men  shall  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindness  to  proclaim. 

psalm  143.     L.  M. 

Complaint  o   heavy  Afflictions  in  Mind  and  Body. 

MY  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
Hear  when  I  spread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  succour  from  thy  throne  ; 
Oh  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Let  judgment  not  against  me  pass  ; 
Behold  thy  servant  pleads  thy  grace ; 
Should  justice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  living  man  is  guiltless  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  see 
The  mighty  woes  that  burthen  me ; 
Down  to  the  dust  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  buried  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darkness  and  unseen, 
My  heart  is  desolate  within  : 

My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope 
To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up  ; 

I  stretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirst  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 


PSALM  144.  315 

6  For  thee  I  thirst,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  smiling  face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove, 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love  ? 

7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  save 
Will  sink  thy  prisner  to  the  grave ; 

My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye  ; 
Make  haste  to  help  before  I  die. 

8  The  night  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
Distressing  pains,  distressing  fears ; 
Oh  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would  my  wearied  powers  rejoice. 

9  In  thee  I  trust,  to  thee  I  sigh, 
And  lift  my  heavy  soul  on  high  ; 
For  thee  sit  waiting  aU  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tiresome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  show 
Which  is  the  path  my  feet  should  go ; 
If  snares  and  foes  beset  the  road, 

I  tlee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav  nly  hill : 
Let  the  good  Spirit  oi  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

\%  Then  shall  my  soul  no  more  complain. 
The  tempter  then,  shall  rage  in  vain  ; 
And  flesh,  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  spirit  more. 

PSALM   144.       1,  2.       fIRST  PART.      c.  M. 

Atsistanc   and  victory  in  Ikt  sp'ritual  Wnrfart. 

FOR  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
My  Saviour  and  my  shield  ; 
He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 


316  PSALM  144. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite? 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care  ; 
Instructs  me  in  the  heav'nly  fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 

Does  my  weak  courage  raise  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  vict'ry  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

PSALM  144.     3,  4,  5,  6.     second  part.     C.  M. 

r  he  Fanihf  of  M  ■  <    and  Condescension  of  Gvd. 

LORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 
Born  of  the  earth  at  first  ? 
His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hasting  to  the  diist. 

2  Oh  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 

Or  any  of  his  'ace, 
That  God  should  make  it  his  concern 
To  visit  him  with  grace ! 

3  That  God  who  dart-  his  lightnings  down, 

Who  shakes  the  worlds  above, 
While  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown ! 
How  wond  rous  is  his  love  ! 

PSALM   144.       12—15.      THIRD  PART.      L.  M. 

Grace  above  Rich,  s  ;  or,  tkt  Fappy  Nction 

HAPPY  the  city  where  their  sons 
Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set, 
And  daughters,  bright  as  polish  d  stones, 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 
2  Happy  the  country,  where  the  sheep, 
Cattle,  and  corn  have  large  increase; 
Where  men  securely  work  or  sle^p, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 
%  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow  d  ; 
But  more  divinely  blest  are  those 


PSALM  145, 

On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God 
Himself  with  all  his  grace  bestows. 

PSALM  145.      L.  M. 

The  Greatness  of  God. 

MY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  justice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  flowrs  an  endless  stream ; 
Thy  mercy  swift,  thine  anger  slow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  sov'reign  glory  shine; 
And  speak  thy  Majesty  divine  ; 

Let  Zion  in  her  courts  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honour  of  thy  name. 

5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  speak  thy  wond'rous  deeds ! 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds ; 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways ! 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise ! 

PSALM  145.     1—7,  11—13.     FIRST  PART.     C.  M~ 

The  Greatness  of  God. 

LONG  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 
My  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 
*         27 


318  PSALM    145. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  power  unknown. 

And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
I'll  sing  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  sacred  song 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  he  known  ; 
Thine  arm  of  power,  thy  heav'nly  state^ 
With  public  splendour  shown. 

6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands, 

Thy  saints  are  rul'd  by  love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

PSALM  145.       7,  #C.      SECOND  PART.      C.  M. 

The  Goodness  of  God- 

SWEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
My  God,  my  heav'nly  King  ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines. 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food, 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 


PSALM    145.  31 P 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pard'ning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures  with  all  their  endless  race 

Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim  ; 
But  saints  that  taste  thy  richer  grace 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

PSALM   145.       14,  17,  be      THIRD  PART.      C.  M. 

Mercy  to  Sufftren  ;  or,  God  hearing  Prayer. 

LET  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  so v  'reign  Lord  of  all  ; 
Thy  strength 'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak. 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  distrest 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest 

3  The  Lord  supports  our  tottering  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth  : 
Holy  and  just  are  all  his  wrays, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel, 

He  hears  his  children  cry ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil. 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  Jpve 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6T  [His  stubborn  foes  his  sword  shall  slay, 
And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none  that  serve  the  Lord  shall  say. 
"  They  sought  his  aid  in  vain."] 


320  PSALM    145. 

7  [My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise, 
And  spread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God.] 

PSALM  145.     proper  metre.    As  the  new  50th. 

Tkt  kingdom  and  perfections  of  God. 

TO  bless  the  Lord  let  every  land  combine ; 
Your   hearts  and  minds,   your   harps  and 
voices  join. 
Each  opening  dawn  shall  hear  my  songs  arise  ; 
Each  evening  waft  its  incense  to  the  skies  : 
All  praise,  all  love,  his  boundless  glories  claim, 
The  praise  of  saints,  the  seraphs'  sacred  flame. 

2  Thy  kingdom  fills  duration's  endless  rounds, 
And,  with  immensity,  it  knows  no  bounds; 

O'er  earth,  o'er  heaven,  o'er  hell,  extends  thy  sway; 
Angels,  archangels,  thrones  and  powers  obey; 
All  scenes,  all  worlds,  confess  thy  hand  divine ; 
And  seas,  and  skies,  and  stars,  and  suns  are  thine. 

3  How  vast  thy  works  !  how  various  are  thy  ways ! 
What  themes  divine  of  rapture,  and  of  praise  ! 
What  countless  wonders  in  creation  blend  ! 
What  wonders  through  thy  providence  extend ! 
Surpassing  every  bound  of  space  and  time ; 
Great  beyond  thought ;  beyond  the  heavens  sub- 
lime. 

4  How  just  thy  ruling  hand  !  thine  empire  round, 
No  stain,  no  fault,  no  error  can  be  found : 
Divinely  pure  all  purity  above, 

Unfolding  wisdom,  and  inspiring  love : 

Thy  love,  thy  wisdom,  shall  my  songs  inspire, 

And  listening  nations  catch  the  sacred  fire. 

5  The  world's  wide  frame  thy  mighty  hand  upholds : 
What  glories  there  preserving  power  unfolds ! 
What  order,  harmony,  and  beauty,  shine  ! 
Peace  all  thy  kingdom  !  all  thy  rule  divine ! 
Thy  haughty  foes  are  scatter'd  at  thy  nod, 

And  suffering;  saints,  sustain'd.  confess  their  God. 


PSALM  146.  321 

6  All  worlds,  all  beings,  in  thy  presence  live, 
And  taste  the  good  thy  ceaseless  bounties  give, 
Each  day,  each  hour,  ascend  their  waiting  eyes  ; 
Each  passing  moment  yields  them  fresh  supplies  : 
Thy  sun  illumes,  delights,  supports  with  good, 
Ana  timely  seasons  shower  the  plenteous  food. 

7  Thy  hands  upraise  the  fall'n;  defend  the  poor: 
Avenge  bold  wrongs  ;  invaded  rights  secure  ; 
Thy  wondrous  acts  each  race  of  man  declares  : 
We  to  our  sons,  and  they  again  to  theirs ; 

The  heart,  the  song,  thy  goodness  shall  inspire, 
When  heavens  grow  dark,  and  earth  dissolves  in 
fire. 

8  But  chief  thy  children  know  thy  tender  care, 
Feast  on  thy  grace,  and  boundless  pity  share : 
To  anger  slow,  in  mercy  swift  to  hear, 

Each  filial  cry  shall  find  a  Father  near, 
A  faithful  Friend,  to  love,  to  bless,  to  save, 
In  life,  in  death,  and  worlds  beyond  the  grave. 

9  Thro'  all  thy  works  thy  pure  perfections  shine. 
In  beauty,  grandeur,  power,  and  grace  divine ; 
From  all,  thy  hand  unmeasur'd  bliss  shall  bring, 
From  evil  good,  from  darkness  glory  spring  : 
Angels  and  saints  proclaim  thy  spotless  ways, 
And  earth's  wide  regions  hymn  immortal  praise, 

PSALM  146.      L.  M, 

Praiit  to  God  for  his  Goodness  and  Truth. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  :  my  heart  shall  join 
In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine  ; 
Now  while  the  flesh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 

2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  powers, 
While  immortality  endures ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past5 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

27  * 


322  PSALM  146. 

3  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pompand  power, 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  :  He  made  the  sky, 
And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train ; 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

5  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure ; 

He  saves  th'  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor; 
He  sends  the  lab 'ring  conscience  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

7  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 
Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns; 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

PSALM  146.       As  the  \\3th  Psalm. 

Praise  to  God/or  his  Goodness  and  Truth. 

I'LL  praise. my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath departs,their pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour ; 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 


PSALM    147.  323 

3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  :  He  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train : 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th'  oppress 'd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace  ! 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

5  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well. 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns : 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  • 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

6  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath  ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM    147.         FIRST  PART.      L.  M. 

The  Divine  Nature.  Providence,  and  Grace. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord :  'tis  good  to  raise 
Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 
2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  : 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole, 


324  PSALM  147. 

3  He  formed  the  stars,  those  heav'nly  flames, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names ; 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might, 
And  all  his  glories  infinite ; 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 

PAUSE. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  around  the  sky ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn ; 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force, 
The  sprightly  man,  the  warlike  horse, 
The  nimble  wit,  the  active  limb  ! 

All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

8  The  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

PSALM  147.    SEC0Ni>  part.     L.  M. 

Summer  and  Winter. 

BLESS,  O  thou  western  world,  thy  God, 
And  make  his  honours  known  abroad ; 
He  bids  the  sea  before  thee  flow ; 
Not  bars  of  brass  could  guard  thee  so. 

2  Thy  children  are  secure  and  blest ; 
Thy  shores  have  peace,  thy  cities  rest ; 


PSALM  147.  326 

He  feeds  thy  sons  with  finest  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blessing  to  their  meat. 

3  Thy  changing  seasons  he  ordains, 
Thine  early  and  thy  latter  rains ; 

His  flakes  of  snow  like  wool  he  sends, 
And  thus  the  springing  corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  frost  he  strews  the  ground  ; 
His  hail  descends  with  clattering  sound : 
Where  is  the  man,  so  vainly  bold, 
That  dares  defy  his  dreadful  cold  ? 

5  He  bids  the  southern  breezes  blow  : 
The  ice  dissolves,  the  waters  flow ; 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  thy  children  to  his  praise. 

6  To  all  thy  sons  his  laws  are  shown ; 
His  gospel  through  the  nation  known ; 
He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  word 
To  every  land :  Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

PSALM  147,    7—9,  13—18.     C.  M. 

.  -.5o:i?  of  the  Year. 

WITH  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  show'rs  of  blessings  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown,, 
And  corn  iji  valleys  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  ; 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honours  high. 


326  PSALM   148. 

4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race. 
And  winf ry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high 

He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow. 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sov'reign  Lord. 

psalm  148.     P.  M. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 

YE  tribes  of  Adam  join 
With  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  seas. 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise. 
Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright  in  worlds  of  light 
Begin  the  song. 

2  Thou  sun  with  dazzling  rays, 

And  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light. 


PSALM   148.  327 

His  power  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high,  and  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air. 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 

In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 
By  his  supreme  command. 
He  spake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame  from  nothing  came 
To  praise  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels 

In  unknown  ages  past, 
And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
While  time  and  nature  last. 
In  diiFrent  ways 
His  works  proclaim  his  wond'rous  name. 
And  speak  his  praise. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 

And  monsters  of  the  deep, 
The  fish  that  cleave  the  seas, 
Or  in  their  bosom  sleep  ; 
From  sea  and  shore 
Their  tribute  pay,  and  still  display 
Their  Maker's  power. 

6  Ye  vapours,  hail,  and  snow, 

Praise  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord, 
And  stormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 
When  lightnings  shine, 
Or  thunders  roar,  let  earth  adore 
His  hand  divine. 

7  Ye  mountains  near  the  skies, 

With  lofty  cedars  there, 


328  PSALM   148. 

And  trees  of  humbler  size, 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear ; 

Beasts,  wild  and  tame, 
Birds,  flies  and  worms,  in  various  forms 

Exalt  his  name. 

8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 

The  Lord,  the  sov'reign  King, 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavnly  honours  sing : 
Nor  let  the  dream 
Of  power  and  state  make  you  forget 
His  power  supreme. 

9  Virgins  and  youths  engage 

To  sound  his  praise  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feebler  voices  join  : 
Wide  as  he  reigns 
His  name  be  sung  by  every  tongue 
In  endless  strains. 

10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 

And  makes  them  taste  his  love  : 
While  earth  and  sky 
Attempt  his  praise,  his  saints  shall  raise 
His  honours  high. 

PSALM  148.    Paraphrased.    L.  M. 

Universal  Praise  to  God- 

LOUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 
From  distant  worlds  where  creatures 
dwell : 
Let  heav'n  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 

Note.    This  Psalm  may  be  swig  to  the  tun*  of  the  old  U3th  or  \2Hk  Psalm}  if  these  tito 
lines  be  added  to  every  stanxa,vis. 


PSALM    148.  329 

"  Each  of  his  works  his  name  displays, 
"  But  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  his  praise." 

Otherwise  it  must  be  sur.g  to  the  usual  tunrt  of  the  Lorn  Metre. 

2  The  Lord,  how  absolute  he  reigns, 

Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heav'nly  strains, 
And  speak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be, 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 

An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss : 
Fly  through  the  world,  O  sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 

In  sounds  of  dreadful  praise  declare; 
Let  the  sweet  whisper  of  his  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 

To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  sea 
In  this  eternal  song  conspire. 

6  Ye  flow'ry  plains,  proclaim  his  skill; 

Vallies,  lie  low  before  his  eve  : 
And  let  his  praise  from  every  hill 
Rise  tuneful  to  the  neighb'ring  sky, 

7  Ye  stubborn  oaks,  and  stately  pines, 

Bend  your  high  branches  and  adore  : 
Praise  him,  ye  beasts,  in  difFVent  strains ; 
The  lamb  must  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

8  Birds,  ye  must  make  his  praise  your  theme, 

iSature  demands  a  song  from  you  : 
While  the  dumb  fish  that  cut  the  stream 
Leap  up,  and  mean  his  praises  too. 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue 

When  nature  all  around  you  sings  ? 
28 


3oO  PSALM  14b. 

Oh  for  a  shout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  swains  and  lofty  kings ! 

10  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

11  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  ! 

Oh  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 
But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord  : 
From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord ! 

psalm  148.     s.  M. 


Universal  Praise. 


LET  every  creature  join 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heav'nlv  hosts,  the  sons;  begin. 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  starry  lights,  ve  twinkling  flames. 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 

And  fix'ci  their  wond'rous  frame  : 
By  his  command  they  stand  or  mov 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rise, 

Or  fall  in  showers  or  snow, 
Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  skies. 
His  power  and  glory  show 


PSALM    148.  33! 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 

Agree  to  praise  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honours  be  express'd  ; 
But  saints,  that  taste  his  saving  love, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praise  : 
Praise  him,  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below, 

^And  monsters  of  the  seas. 
From  mountains  near  the  sky 
Let  his  high  praise  resound — 
From  humble  shrubs,  and  cedars  high. 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beasts  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 
And  he  expects  your  praise. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 

On  high  his  praises  bear, 
Or  sit  on  flowery  boughs,  and  sing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  ants  and  worms, 
His  various  wisdom  show  ; 
And  flies  in  all  your  shining  swarms. 
Praise  him  that  drest  you  so. 

12  By  all  the  earth-born  race, 
His  honours  be  express'd  ; 
But  saints,  that  know  his  heav'nly  grace. 
Should  learn  to  praise  him  best. 


PSALM    149. 

PAUSE  THE   SECOND. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 

Praise  ye  th'  eternal  King — 
Judges,  adore  that  sov'reign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honours  spring. 

14  Let  vigorous  youth  engage 

To  sound  his  praises  high  ; 
While  growing  babes  and  withering  age 
Their  feeble  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  shown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise  ; 
God  is  the  Lord  ;  his  name  alone 
Deserves  our  endless  praise. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  blest ; 
But  saints,  that  dwell  so  near  his  heart, 
Should. sing  his  praises  best. 

PSALM  149.      C.  M. 

Praise  God,  all  his  Saints  ;  or,  the  Saints  ju.lg  ng  tht  World. 

ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
And  let  your  songs  be  new  ; 
Amid  the  church  with  cheerful  voice 
His  later  wonders  shew. 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 

Shall  their  Redeemer  sing  ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praise . 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just; 

Whom  sinners  treat  with  scorn ; 
The  meek,  that  lie  despis'd  in  dust. 
Salvation  shall  adorn. 

4  Saints  shall  be  joyful  in  their  King. 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed  ; 


PSALM  150.  333 

And  like  the  souls  in  glory  sing. 
For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 

5  Then  his  high  praise  shall  fill  their  tongues. 
Their  hand  shall  wield  the  sword  ; 
And  vengeance  shall  attend  their  songs, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

i5  When  Christ  the  judgment-seat  ascends, 
And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  friends, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Then  shall  they  rule  with  iron  rod, 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel, 
And  join  the  sentence  of  their  God, 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

8  The  royal  sinners,  bound  in  chains, 

New  triumphs  shall  afford  : 
Such  honour  for  the  saints  remains- 
Praise  ye,  and  love  the  Lord. 

PSALM  150.      1,2,  6.     C.  M. 

A  Seng  of  Praise. 

IN  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise. 
His  grace  he  there  reveals ; 
To  heav'n  your  joy  and  wonder  raise, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move, 

While  you  rehearse  his  deeds  ; 
But  the  great  work  of  saving  love 
Your  highest  praise  exceeds. 

3  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath. 

Proclaim  your  Maker  bless 'd  ; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death ; 
My  soul  shall  praise  him  best. 

28  * 


I 


134  PSALM  150. 

PSALM  150.    proper  metre.    As  the  I48&. 

Universal  praise  to  God. 

N  Zion's  sacred  gates, 
Let  hymns  of  praise  begin ; 
Where  acts  of  faith  and  love 
With  ceaseless  beauty  shine  : 
In  mercy  there 
While  God  is  known,  before  his  throne 
With  songs  appear. 

In  heaven,  his  house  on  high, 
Ye  angels,  lift  your  voice  ; 
Let  heavenly  harps  resound, 
And  happy  saints  rejoice  ; 
The  glories  sing 
That  ever  shine,  with  pomp  divine 
Around  your  King. 

His  wondVous  acts  demand, 
His  wisdom  and  his  grace, 
The  labours  of  our  hand, 

And  transports  of  our  praise  : 
Rehearse  his  name 
To  every  shore,  where'er  his  power 
His  works  proclaim. 

Let  the  trump's  martial  voice, 
The  timbrel's  softer  sound, 
The  organ's  solemn  peal, 
United  praise  resound. 
To  swell  the  song 
"With  highest  joy,  let  man  employ 
His  tuneful  tongue. 


DOXOLOGIES.  33" 

The  Christian  Doxology. 


Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one/ 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

Common  Metre. 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known. 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Common  Metre. 

Where  the  Tune  includes  tno  Stanzas 

1  n^HE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 

Jl     Who  calls  our  souls  from  death. 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new-creating  breath. 

2  To  praise  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  all  divine, 
The  one  in  three,  and  three  in  one. 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

Short  Metre. 

YE  angels,  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the  113th  Psalm. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three. 
^  The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  praise  and  glory  giv'n, 
Through  all  the  worlds,  where  God  is 

known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heavn. 


DOXOLOGIE^ 

As  the  148&  Psalm. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raise  : 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise  : 

With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing, 
While  faith  adores. 


INDEX, 


TABLE,  TO  FIND  A  PSALM  SUITED  TO  PARTICULAR 
EJECTS  OR  OCCASIONS. 


Note.  In  this  Table  I  have  not  directed  to  the  several  Parts  or  Metres  of 
the  Psalm,  lest  it  should  breed  loo  great  a  confusion  of  figures.  What  is 
sought  in  any  Psalm  may  easily  be  found  by  turning  a  leaf  or  two  back- 
ward or  forward  to  the  distinct  Parts  or  Metres. 

If  you  find  not  what  word  you  seek  in  this  Table,  seek  another  of  the  same 
signification,  or  seek  it  under  some  of  the  more  general  words,  such  as 
God)  Christ.  Church,  Saints,  Psalm,  Prayer,  Praise,  Affliction,  Grace, 
Deliverance,  Death,  Sec. 


ADAM,  the  fir*t  and  second,  their 

dominion  8. 
■Afflicted,  Pity  to  them  35,  41.  Tempt 


ed  supported  55,  145,  146. 


Their 
happy 


prayer    102,    143.     Saints 
73,  94,  119,  Ulhpart. 

Afflictions,  Hope  in  them  13,  42,  77. 
Support  and  profit  119,  lith  part. 
Instruction  by  them  49,  119,  18th 
pari;  Sanctified  94,  119,  18th 
part  ;  Courage  in  them,  119,  11th 
part  Removed  by  prayer  34, 107. 
Submission  to  them  39,  123,  131. 
39  ;  from  men,  see  persecution  ;  in 
mind  and  body  143.  Trying 
our  graces  66,  119,  11th  part 
Without  rejection  89.  Of  saints 
and  sinners  different  94.  Gentle 
103.  Moderated  125.  Very  great 
77,  102,  143. 

Aged  saints'  reflection  and  hope  71. 

All-seeing  God  139. 

A ngels,  Guardian,  34,  91.  All  sub- 
ject to  Christ  89,  97.  Praise  the 
Lord  103.  "Present  in  churches  138. 

Appeal  to  God  against  persecutors  7. 
Concerning  our  sincerity  139.  Hu- 
mility 131. 

Ascension  of  Christ  24,  47,  68,  110. 

Assistance  from  God  138,  144. 

Atheism,  practical  12,  24,  36.  Pu- 
nished 10. 

Attributes  of  God  36,  111,  145,  147. 

Authority  from  God  75,  82. 

Backsliding  soul  in  distress  and  de- 
sertion 25.  Restored  51.  Par- 
doned 78,  130 

Blessing  of  God  on  the  business  and 
comforts  of  life  127. 

Blessings  of  a  family  128,  133.    Of 


a  nation  144,  147.  Of  the  coun- 
try 65,  147.  Of  a  person  1,  32, 
112. 

Blood  of  Christ  cleansing  from  sin 
51,  69. 

Book  of  nature  and  scripture  19,  119, 
4th  part.  Prosperity  67 ;  happi- 
ness   147. 

Brotherly    love   133.  Reproof  141. 

Business  of  life  blest  127. 

Care  of  God  over  his  saints  34. 

Charity  to  the  poor  37,  41,  112. 
And  justice  15,  112.  Mixed  with 
imprecations  35. 

Chastisement,  see  Afflictions. 

Children  praising  God  8.  Made 
blessings  127,  128.  Instructed  34, 
78. 

Christ  the  second  Adam,  his  incar- 
nation, his  dominion  8  ;  his  all- 
sufficiency  16.  His  ascension  24, 
68,  110.  The  church's  founda- 
tion 118.  His  coming,  the  signs 
of  it  12.  His  condescension  and 
glorification  8.  Covenant  made 
with  him  89.  First  and  second 
coming,  or  his  incarnation,  king- 
dom and  judgment  96,  97,  98. 
The  true  David  35,  89.  His  death 
and  resurrection  16,  22,  69.  The 
eternal  Creator  102.  Exalted  to  the 
kingdom  2,  8,  21,72,  110.  Our  ex- 
ample 109.  Faith  in  his  blood  51. 
God  and  man  89.  His  Godhead 
102.  Our  hope  4,  51.  His  incar- 
nation and  sacrifice  40.  The  King, 
and  the  Church  his  spouse  45. 
His  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles 
72,  87,  132*;  his  love  to  enemies 
35,  109.  His  majesty  97,  99. 
His  glory    72  j    his    mediatorial 


338 


INDEX. 


kingdom  39,  110.  Hi?  obedience 
and  death  69.  His  personal  glo- 
ries and  government  45.  Praised 
by  children  8.  Priest  and  King 
110.  Kis  resurrection  on  the 
Lord's  day  118.  Our  strength  and 
righteousness  71.  His  sufferings 
and  kingdom  2,  22,  69.  His  suf- 
ferings for  our  salvation  69.  His 
zeal  and  reproaches  69  ;  his  sor- 
rows Christian  qualifications  15, 
24.  Church  made  of  Jews  and  Gen- 
tiles 87. 

Ghurch,  its  beauty  45,  48,  122.  The 
birth-place  of  saints  87.  Built  on 
Jesus  Christ  118;  Its  complaint 
137  ;  against  enemies  79,  83  ;  De- 
light and  safety  in  it  27  ;  destruc- 
tion of  enemies  proceeds  from 
thence  76.  Gathered  and  settled 
132;  of  the  Gentiles  45,  47.  God 
fights  for  her  10,  20,  46  ;  God's 
presence  there  84,  132.  God's  spe- 
cial delight  87,  132.  God's  garden 
92.  Going  to  it  122.  The  house  and 
care  of  God  135.  Of  the  Jews 
and  Gentiles  87 ;  Its  increase  67. 
Prayer  in  distress  83 ;  Prayer 
for  the  presence  of  Christ  70  ; 
persecuted,  see  persecution ;  re- 
stored by  prayer  35,  102,  107  ; 
its  safety  in  national  desolations 
46 ;  is  the  safety  and  honour  of  a 
nation  48  ;  the  spouse  of  Christ  45  ; 
its  worship  and  order  48.  wrath 
against  enemies  proceeds  thence  76 

Colonies  planted  107. 

Comfort^  holiness  and  pardon  4,  32, 
119,  llth  and  12th  parts.  And 
support  in  God  16,  94.  From  an- 
cient providences  77,  143.  Of  life 
blest  127.     And  pardon  130. 

Company  of  saints  16,  106. 

Complaint  of  absence  from  public 
worship  42.  Of  sickness  6.  De- 
sertion 13.  Pride,  atheism,  op- 
pression, &c.  10,  12.  Of  tempta- 
tion 13  ;  against  unbelievers  59  ; 
against  evil  companions  ;  64 ; 
general  102  ;  of  quarrelsome  neigh- 
bours 120.  Of  heavy  afflictions 
in  mind  and  body  143 ;  under 
great  trials  43. 

Compassion  of  God  103,  145,  147. 

Communion  with  saints  106,  133. 

Confession  of  our  poverty  16.  Of  sin, 
repentance,  and  pardon.  32,  38, 
51,  130.  143. 


Conscience,  tender,  119,  ISih  pari. 
Its  guilt  relieved  32,  38,  51,  130. 

Contention  complained  of  120. 

Converse  with  God  63, 1 19,  2d  part. 

Conversion  and  joy  126.  At  the  as- 
cension of  Christ  110.  Of  Jews 
and  Gentiles  37,  96,  106. 

Correction,  see  affliction. 

Corruption  of  manners  general  1 1, 12. 

Counsel  and  support  from  God  16, 
119,  6thpart. 

Courage  in  death  16,  17,  71.  In  per- 
secution 119,  nth  part. 

Covenant  made  with  Christ  89.  Of 
grace  unchangeable  89,  106. 

Creation  and  providence  33,  104, 
135,  136,  147,  148. 

Creatures,  no  trust  in  them  33,  62, 
146.  Vain,  and  God  all-sufficient 
33.     Praising  God  148. 

Daily  devotion  55,  139. 

Day  of  humiliation  for  disappoint- 
ments in  war  60. 

Deo.tli  and  resurrection  of  Christ  16, 
69.  Of  saints  and  sinners  17,  37, 
49.  And  sufferings  of  Christ  22, 
69.  Deliverance  from  it  31.  And 
pride  49.  And  the  resurrection 
49,  71,  89.  Courage  in  it  16,  17, 
23.  The  effect  of  sin  90  ;  not  the 
end  of  our  being  88. 

Defence  in  God  3,  121.  And  salva- 
tion in  God  18,  61. 

Delaying  sinners  warned  95. 

Delight  and  safety  in  the  church  27, 
48,  84.  lathe  law  of  God  119,  bth, 
dth,  and  18//i  parts.  In  God  18, 
42,  63,  73,  84. 

Deliverance  begun  and  perfected  85. 
From  despair  IS.  From  deep  dis- 
tress 34,  40.  From  death  31,  118. 
From  oppression  and  falsehood  56. 
From  persecution  53,  94.  By 
prayer  34,  40,  85,  126.  Frcm 
shipwreck  107.  From  slander  31. 
Surprising  126;  from  temptations 
S,  6,   13,   18;  from  a  tumult  118. 

Desertion  and  distress  of  soul  13,  25, 
38,  143. 

Desire  of  knowledge  119,  9th  part. 
Of  holiness  119,  nth  part.  Of 
comfort  and  deliverance  119,  12//i 
part.  Of  quickening  grace  119, 
\6th  part. 
Desolations,  the  church's  safety  in 

them  46. 
Despair  and  hope  in  death  17,  49. 
Deliverance  from  it  18,  130. 


INDEX. 


So9 


Devotion,  daiiy  66,  134,  141.  On  a 
sick  bed  6,  39.  See  Morning  Even- 
ing, Lord^s  Day. 

Direction  and  pardon  25.  And  de- 
fence prayed  for  5.     And  hope  42. 

See  knowledge. 

Disease,  see  sickness. 

Distress  of  soul,  of  backsliding  and 
desertion  25  ;  relieved  51,  130. 

Dominion  of  man  over  creatures  8 

Doubts  and  fears  suppressed  3,  31, 
143. 

Drunkard  and  glutton  107. 

Duty  to  God  and  man  15,  24. 

Dwelling  with  God,  see  heaven, 
church,  L:c. 

Education,  religious  34,  78. 

Egypt'  1 05. 

End  of  the  righteous  and  wicked  1, 
37.  Emmies  overcome  18.  Prayed 
for 3>,   109.   Destroyed  i2,  48,  "76 

Envy  and  unbelief  cured  37,  49. 

Equity  and  wisdom  of  providence  9. 

JStening  psalm  4,  1j9,  141. 

Evidences  of  gracp,  or  self-examina- 
tion £6;  of  sincerity  18,  19,  139. 

Evil  times  12.  Neighbours  120. 
Magistrates  11,  58,  82. 

Exaltation  of  Christ  to  the  kingdom 
2,21,  22,69,  72,  110. 

.  alion  or  Evidences  of  grace 
26,  !39. 

Exhortations  to  peace  and  holiness 
34. 

Faith  and  prayer  of  persecuted  saints 

En  the"blood  of  Christ  32,  51. 

In  divine  grace  and  power  62,  130. 

'illness  of  God  89,   105,    111, 

145,  146.     Of  man  15,  141. 

Falsehood,  blasphemy,  &c.  12.  And 
oppression,  deliverance  from  them 
12,  56. 

Family  government.  101.  Love  and 
worshi  p  1 33.     Bleseings  1 23 . 

.»  and  doubts  suppressed  3,31, 
3  i.  In  the  w  irship  of  God  89,  99. 
Of  God  119,  \3thpart. 

Flattery  and  deceit  complained  of 
12,  36. 

Forgiveness,  see  pardon. 

Formal  worship  50. 

Fraihy  of  man  89,  90,  114. 

Frelfulness  discouraged  37. 

Friendship,  its  blessings  133. 

Funeral  psalm  89,  90. 

Gentites  given  to  Christ  2,  22,  72. 
Church  45,  6-3,  72,  87.  Owninsr 
the  •  17,  96<  98. 


Glorification  and  condescension  of 
Christ  8,  45. 

Glory  of  God  in  our  salvation  69. 
And  grace  promised  84,  39,  97. 

Glutton  78.     And  drunkard  107. 

God  all  in  all  127  ;  all-seeing  139  ; 
All-sufficient  16,  33  ;  his  being,  at- 
tributes, and  providence  86,  65, 
147  ;  his  care  of  saints  7,  34  ;  1  is 
creation  and  providence  33,  104. 
etc.  Our  defence  and  solvation  3, 
33,  61,115;  eternal,  and  sovereign, 
and  holy  93 ;  eternal,  and  man  mor- 
tal 90,  102;  faithfulness  89,  105, 
111  ;  his  glory  in  his  works  and 
word  19  ;  glorified,  and  sinners  sav- 
ed 69  ;  Goodness  and  mercy  103, 
145  ;  Goodness  and  truth  145,  146  ; 
Governing  power  and  goodness  66. 
Grent  and  good  68,  144, 
heart  searching  135  ;  our  only  hope* 
and  help  142;  "she  Judge  9,  50,  97  ; 
kind  to  hi_  people  L15,  146  ;  his  glo- 
ry in  creation  and  providence  104  ; 
his  kingdom  and  perfections  145  ; 
his  majesty  97  ;  and  condescension 
113,  144  ;  mercy  and  truth  36,  89, 
103,  136,  145;  made  man  8;  of 
nature  and  grace  65  ;  his  perfec- 
tions 36,  111,  145,  147;  our  portion, 
and  Christ  our  hope  4.  Our  portion 
here  and  hereafter  73.  His  power 
and  majesty  68,  89,  93,  96.  Praised 
by  children  8.  Our  .Preserver  121, 
128  ;  present  in  his  churches  84  ; 
our  refuge  in  national  troubles  46  ; 
our  Shepherd  23.  His  sovereignty 
and  goodness  to  man  8,  113, 
144.  Our  support  and  comfort 
94.  Supreme  Governor  75,  82, 
93.  His  vengeance  and  com- 
passion 68,  97.  Unchangeable  89, 
111.  His  universal  dominion  103. 
His  wisdom  m  his  works  111,  139. 
Worthy  of  all  praise  145,  146. 
150. 

Good  works  15,24,  112.  Profit  men, 
not  God  !6. 

Goodness  of  God  8,  103,  111,  145, 
146. 

Gospel,  its  glory  and  success  19,  45, 
1 10.  Joyful  sound  89,  98.  Wor- 
ship and  order  48. 

Government  of  Christ  45.  From 
God  75. 

Grace,  its  evidences,  or  self-exami- 

1  nation  26,  139.  Above  riches  144. 
"Without  merit  16,  32.     Of  Christ 


340 


INDEX. 


45,  72.  And  providence  33,  36, 
1 35,  1 3G,  1 47.  Preserving  and  re- 
storing 138.  Truth  and  protection 
57.  Tried  by  affliction  17,  66, 
125.  And  glory  84,  97.  Pardon- 
ing 130. 

Guilt  of  conscience  relieved  32,  30, 
5>,  130. 

Happy  saint  and  cursed  sinner,  1. 

Harvest  65,  126,  147. 

Health,  sickness  and  recovery  6,  30, 

•  31.     Prayed  for  6,  38,  39. 

Heart  known  to  God  139. 

Hearing  of  prayer  and  salvation  4, 
10,  66,  102. 

Heaven  of  separate  souls  and  the 
resurrection  17;  the  saints'  dwells 
ing-piace  24. 

Holiness,  pardon,  and  comfort  4. 
Desired     119,    Wihpart;  profest 

.    119,  3d  part,  139. 

Hope  in  darkness  13,  77,  143.  Oi 
resurrection  16,  7i.  And  in  des- 
pair in  death  17,  49.  And  prayer 
27.  For  victory  20.  And  direction 
42  ;  in  afflictions  42,  143. 

Hosanna  or"  the  children  8.  For  the 
Lord's  day  118. 

Household,  see  family. 

Humiliation  day  10,  for  disappoint 
ment  60. 

Humility  and  submission  131,  139. 

Hypocrites  and  hypocrisy  12,  50. 

Idolatry  reproved  16,  115,  135. 

Jehovah  68,  83.     Reigns  93,  96,  97. 

Jews,  see  Israel. 

Images,  see  idolatry. 

Imprecations  and  charity  35. 

Incarnation  96,  97,  98.  And  sacri- 
fice of  Christ  40.    . 

Infants  1.19,  see  children. 

Infidels,  miserable  end  of  52. 

Instruction  from  God  25.  From 
scripture  119,  4th  and  1th  parts. 
In  piety  34. 

Instructive  afflictions  94. 

Intemperance  punished*'78.  And  par- 
doned 107. 

Joy  of  conversion  126. 

See  delight. 

Israel  saved  from  the  Assyrians  76. 
Saved  from  Egt,pt,  and  brought  to 
Canaan  11,  105,  107,  135,  136. 
Rebellion  and  punishment  78.  Pu- 
nished and  pardoned  106,  107 
Travels  in  the  wilderness  107,  1 14. 

Judgment  and  mercy  9,  68.     Day  1, 

50,96,97,98,129.    Seat  of  God  9. 

Justice  of  Providence  9.     And  truth 


towards  men  15. 

Justification,  free  23,  130. 

Kingdom  of  Christ,  see  Christ. 

Knowledge  desired  19,  119,  9th  pari-. 

/-awofGod.delightin  it  119,5th  part. 

Liberality  rewarded  41,  112. 

Life  and  riches,  their  vanity  49. 
bhort  and  feeble  89,  90,  144. 

Life  the  enly  accepted  time  88. 

Longing  after  God  42,  63. 

Lord's  dav  psalm  92,  118.  Morning 
5,  19,63. 

Love  oi'  God  to  the  righteous  and  ha- 
tred to  the  wicked  I,  11.  To  our 
neighbour  15,  to  the  church  137, 
of  Christ  to  sinners  35.  of  G:;d 
better  than  life  63.  of  God  unchan- 
geable 89, 106,  to  enemies  35,  109. 
Brotherly  133.  and  worship  in  a 
family  ibid. 

Luxury  punished  78.  and  pardoned 
197. 

Magistrates  warned  58,  82.  Quali- 
fications 101.  Raised  and  depos- 
ed 75. 

Majesty  of  God  68,  see  God. 

Man,  his  vanity  as  mortal  39,  89, 
90,  144.  his  dominion  over  crea- 
tures 8.  mortal  and  Christ  eterna} 

102.  his  wonderful  formation  139. 
Mariner's  psalm  \QS. 
Marriage,  mystical  45. 

Master  of  a  family  101. 
Meditation  I,  63,   119,  5th  and  6th 

parts. 
Melancholy  reproved  42.     And  hope 

77.     Pcemoved  126. 
Mercies,    common  and,  special    68, 

103.  Spiritual  and  temporal  103. 
Innumerable  139.  Everlasting  136, 
Recorded  107,  and  judgment  9, 
and  truth  of  God  36,  89,  103,  136, 
145,  146. 

Merit  disclaimed  16. 

Messiah,  see  Christ. 

Midnight  thoughts  63,  119.,  Slh  and 
6th  parts,  139. 

Ministers  ordained  132. 

Miracles  in  the  wilderness  114. 

Morning  psalm  3,  141.  Of  a  sab- 
bath 5,  19,  63. 

Mortality  of  man  39,  49,  90.  A  id 
hope  89.  And  God's  eternity  90,102. 

.Nation's  honour  and  safety  is  the 
church  48,  prosperity  67,  144. 
Blest  and  punished  107. 

National  deliverance  67,  75,  76,  124, 
126.  Desolations,  the  church'* 
safety-  and  triumph  in  them  46 


INDEX. 


341 


Xaturc  and  scripture  19,  119,  7th 
part,  of  man  139. 

X tic- England  psalm  107. 

Obedience  sincere  18,  32,  159.  Bet- 
ter than  sacrifice  50. 

Old  Age,  death  90.  And  resurrec- 
tion 71,  89. 

Omnipotence,  Omniscience,  Omni- 
presence, &zc.  see  God. 

Pardon,  holiness  and  comfort  4.  Of 
backsliding  78.  And  direction  25. 
And  repentance  prayed  for  38. 
And  confession  32.  Of  original 
and  actual  sin  51. 

Plentiful  with  God  130. 

Patience  under  afflictions  39.  Under 
persecutions  37,  44.  In  darkness 
77,  130,  131. 

Peace  and  holiness  encouraged  34. 
With  men  desired  120. 

Perfections  of  God  111,  145,  147.136. 

Persecuted  saints,  their  prayer  and 
faith  33,  44,  74,  80,  83. 

Persecution,  victory  over,  and  deliv- 
erance from  it  7,  53,  94.  Courage 
in  it   119,  \llh  part. 

Persecutors  punished  7,  129,  149. 
Their  folly  14.  Complaiuedof35, 
44,  74,  80,  S3.  Deliverance  from 
them  9,  10,  94. 

Perseverance  138.  In  trials  119,  llth 
part. 

Personal  glories  of  Christ  45. 

Pestilence,  preservation  in  it  91. 

Piety,  instructions  therein  34.  See 
saint. 

Pity  to  the  afflicted  41,  see  charity. 
God. 

Pleading  without  repining  39,  123 
The  promises  119,  lQlhpart. 

Poor,  charity  to  them  15,  37,  41,  112. 

Portion  of  saints  and  sinners  11,  17, 
37. 

Poverty  confessed  16. 

Poioer  and  majesty  of  God  39,  68, 
145,  see  God. 

Practical  atheism  14,  36. 

Praise  to  God  from  children  8.  For 
his  care  of  the  Church  112;  for 
creation  and  providence  33,  104 
To  our  Creator  1?0.  general  song 
of  100.}  rom  all  creatures  148.  for 
emin  n!  deliverances  3-1, 118  Gen- 
eral 6,  145,  150.  (V.,  the  >ospel98. 
for  health  restored  30. 1 16^  f-r  hear- 
ing prayer  66,  102.  To  Jesus 
Christ  45.  From  all  nations  117. 
And  prayer  public  65-     For  pro- 


tection, grace,  and  truth  57.  For 
providence  and  grace  36.  For 
rain  65,  147.  From  the  saints  149, 
130.  For  temporal  blessings  68, 
147.  For  temptations  overcome 
13.  For  victory  in  war  ibid,  uni- 
versal 150. 

Prayer  heard  4  34,  65,  66.  In  time 
of  war  20.  Against  public  and 
personal  enemies,  140.  and  hope 
of  victory  20.  Praise  public  65. 
And  praise  for  deliverance  from 
evil  companions  28.  for  deliverance 
from  temptations  28.  and  hope  27. 
for  deliverance  from  enemies  54. 
in  church's  distress  80.  heard,  and 
Zion  restored  102.  and  faith  of 
persecuted  saints  35,  37,  56.  and 
praise  for  deliverance  34.  For  re- 
pentance and  pardon,  &c.  38.  see 
complaint  for  the  latter  day  glory 
53. 

Preserving  grace  138. 

Preservation  in  public  dangers  46, 
91,  112.     Daily  121. 

Pride,  and  atheism,  and  oppression 
punished  10,  12      And  death  49. 

Priesthood  of  Christ  51,  110. 

Princes  vain  62,  146. 

Profession  of  sincerity  and  repent- 
ance, izc.  119,  2d  part,  139. 
False  50. 

Promises  and  threatenings  81.  Plead- 
ed 119,  10th  part. 

Prosperity  dangerous  55,  73. 

Prosperous  sinners  cursed  37,  49,  73. 

Protection,  truth  and  grace  57.  By 
day  and  night  121. 

Providence,  it's  wisdom  and  equity  9. 
And  creation  33,  135,  136.  And 
grace  36,  147.  And  perfections  of 
God  36.  Its  mystery  unfolded  73. 
Recorded  77,  78,  107.  In  air, 
earth,  and  seas  33.  65,  89,.  104,  107, 
147.  in  the  seasons  65. 

Prudence  and  zeal  39. 

Psalm  for  soldiers  18,  60.  For  old 
age  71.  For  husbandmen  6.3.  For 
•a  funeral  89,  90.  For  the  Lord's 
day  92.  Before  prayer  95.  Be- 
fore sermon  ibid.  For  magistrates 
101.  For  householders  101.  For 
mariners  107  For  gluttons  and 
drnnkards  107  For  New  England 
i    d.  see  morn,  even,  ccc. 

iPu&ic  praise  foi  private  mercies  116 
118.  For  deliverance  124.  AVor- 
ship,  absence  from  it  Cqmplained 


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of  42.  worship  attended  on   122. 

prayer  and  praise  65,  84. 
Punishment  of  sinners  1,  11,37.  and 

salvation  78,  81,  106.  see  affliction. 
Purposes  holy  119,  15th  part. 
Qualifications  of  a  christian  15,  24. 
Quarrelsome  neighbours  120. 
Quickening  grace  119,  \6th  part. 
Rain  from  heaven  65,  135,  147. 
Recovery  from  sickness  6,  30,  1 16. 
Rejoicing  in  God  18.  see  joy,  delight. 
Relative  duties  15,  133. 
Religion  and  justice  15.     In  words 

and  deeds  37. 
Religious  education  34,  78. 
Remembrance  of  former  deliverances 

77,  143. 

Repentance,  confession  and  pardon 
32.  and  prayer  for  pardon  and 
strength  38.  and  faith  in  the 
blood  of  Christ  51. 

Reproach  removed  31,  37. 

Resignation  39,  123,  131. 

Resolutions  holy  119,  \5thpart. 

Restoring  grace  23,  138. 

Resurrection  and  death  of  Christ  2, 
36.  Of  the  saints  16,  17,  49,  71. 
And  death  49,  71,  89. 

Reverence  in  worship  89,  99. 

Revolution,  American  18. 

Riches,  their  vanity  49.  Compared 
with  grace  144. 

Righteous,  see  saints. 

Righteousness  from  Christ  71.  See 
salvation,  pardon,  Christ. 

Rulers  the  care  of  heaven  21. 

Sabbath,  see  Lord's  day. 

Sacrifice  40,  51,  69.  Incarnation  of 
Christ  40. 

Safety  in  public  dangers  91.  and  tri- 
umph of  the  church  in  national 
desolations  46. "In  God  61.  And 
delight  in  the  church  27. 

Saints  happy  and  sinners  cursed  1, 
11,  119,  1st  part,  safety  in  evil 
times  12,  46,  the  best  company 
36.  Characterised  15,  24.  and 
sinner's  portion  1, 17,  Dwell  in  hea- 
ven 15,  24.    Punished   and  saved 

78,  106.  God's  care  of  them  34. 
Reward  at  last  50,  90,  92.  and 
sinner's  end  1,  11,  37.  patience 
and  world's  hatred37.  Chastis- 
ed and  sinners  destroyed  94.  Die, 
but  Christ  lives  102.  Punished 
and  pardoned  106,  107.  Conducted 
to  heaven  106,  107.  tried  and 
preserved    66,     125.     Afflictions 


moderated  125.  Judging  the  world 
149. 

Salvation  of  saints  10.  And  triumpk 
18.  And  defence  in  God  61.  By 
Christ  69,  85. 

Sanctified  afflictions  119,  last  part,  94. 

Satan  subdued  3,  6,  13. 

Scripture  compared  with  the  book 
of  nature  19,  1 19, 1th  part.  Instruc- 
tion from  it  119,  4th  part.  Delight 
in  it  119,  5th  and  ldth  parts.  Ho- 
liness and  comfort  from  it  119,  6th 
part.  Perfection  119,  7th  part. 
Variety  and  excellency  119,  8//a 
part,  attended  with  the  spirit,  119, 
9th  part. 

Seasons  of  the  year  65,  147. 

Seaman* s  song  107. 

Secret  devotion  34,  119,  2d  part. 

Seeking  God  27,  63. 

Self-examination,  or  evidences  of 
grace  26,  139. 

Separate  souls,  heaven  17. 

Shepherd  of  saints  is  God  23. 

Shipwreck  prevented  107. 

Sick-bed  devotion  6,  38,  39,  116. 

Sickness  healed  6,  30,  116. 

Sickness,  solemn  thoughts  after  88. 

Sigiis  of  Christ's  coming  12,  96,  Sec. 

Sin  of  nature  14.  Original  and  ac- 
tual, confessed  and  pardoned  51. 
and  chastisement  of  saints  78,  106. 
Universal  14. 

Sincerity  19,  26,  32,  139.  Proved 
and  rewarded  18.  Professed  119, 
3d  part. 

Sinner  cursed,  and  saint  happy  1, 
11,  and  saints'  portion  1,  17,  .37, 
50,  hatred  and  saints'  patience  37. 
destroyed,  and  saints  chastised  94. 

Sins  of  the  tongue  12,  34,  50. 

Slander,  deliverance  from  it  31,  120. 

S«ng,  see  Psalm. 

Sorroivs,  see  affliction,  sickness,  &c. 
of  Israel  in  the  Babylonish  captivi- 
ty 137. 

Souls  in  separate  state  17,  146, 150. 

Spirit  given  at  Christ's  ascension  68. 
Hi9  teaching  desired  119,  9th  part, 
51. 

Spiritual  enemies  overcome  3,  18, 
144.  Blessings  and  punishments  81. 
Mindedness  1 19,  2d  part,  see  saint, 
grace,  &c. 

Spouse  of  Christ  the  King  is  the 
Church  45. 

Spring  of  the  year  65.  And  summer 
65,  104.     And  winter  147. 


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Storm  and  thunder  29,  135, 148. 

Strength,  repentance  and  pardon 
prayed  for  30.  from  Christ  71.  ol 
grace  138. 

Submission  123,  131.  To  Christ  2. 
To  sickness  39. 

Success  of  the  gospel  19,  110. 

Sufferings  and  death  of  Christ  22. 
And  kingdom  of  Christ  2,  22,  69, 
110. 

Summer  65.  and  winter  147. 

Support  and  counsel  from  God  16. 
For  the  afflicted  and  tempted  55. 
And  comfort  in  God  94,  119,  14/A 
part. 

Surety  and  sacrifice.  Christ  40. 

Temptations  overcome  3,  18.  In 
sickness  6.  escape  from  them  25 
of  the  devil.  13.  support  under 
them  3,  55,  94. 

Tempter,  see  Satan. 

Tender  conscience  119,  13th  part. 

Thanks,  public,  for  private  mercies 
116,  118.  see  praise. 

Thanksgiving  of  David  for  deliver- 
ance from  his  enemies  18. 

Threatenings  and  promises  81. 

Thunder  and  storm  29, 135, 136,  148. 

Times,  evil  11, 12. 

Tongue  governed  34,  39. 

Trial  of  our  graces  by  afflictions  66 
125.  of  our  hearts  26, 139. 

Triumph  for  salvation  18.  and  safe- 
ty of  the  church  in  national  deso- 
lations 46.  at  the  last  day  149. 

Troubles,  see  afflictions,  temptations 

Trust  in  the  creatures  vain  62,  146. 

Truth,  grace,  and  protection  57,  145, 
149.  see  God,  faithfulness.  Tumult, 
deliverance  from  it  118. 

Vanity  of  man  as  mortal  39,  89, 144 
Of  life  and  riches  49. 

Vengeance  and  compassion  68 
Against  the  enemies  of  the  church 
76,  149. 


Victory  hoped  and  prayed  for  20. 
over  temptations  6,  18,  144.  over 
temporal  enemies  18.  and  deliv- 
erance from  persecution  53. 

Vineyard  of  God  wasted  80. 

Unbelief  and  envy  cured  37.  Pu- 
nished 95. 

Unchangeable  God  89,  111. 

Vows  paid  in  the  church  116.  O; 
holiness  119,  \5thpqrt.    ' 

Waiting  for  pardon  and  direction  25. 
for  answer  to  prayer  85,  130,  143. 

War,  prayer  in  time  of  it  20.  Dis- 
appointments therein  60.  Victory 
IS.     Spiritual  18,  144. 

Warnings  of  God  to  his  people  81. 

Watchfulness  19,  141.  .  Over  the 
tongue  39. 

Weather  65,  107,  135,  147,  148. 

Wicked,  see  sinner,  saint. 

Wicked,  mischiefs  of,  means  of  their 
ruin  64. 

Wicked,  miserable  end  of  59. 

Wickedness  of  man  14,  36,  51. 

Wind,  see  providence,  seasons,  storm, 

Winter  and  summer  147. 

Wisdom  and  equity  of  providence 
9.  Of  God  in  his  works  111. 

Word  of  God,  see  scripture. 

Works  of  creation  and  proridence 
104, 147,  148.  And  grace  19,  33, 
111,135,136.  Good  profit  men, 
not  God  16. 

World's  hatred  and  saints'  patience 
37. 

Worship  and  order  of  the  gospel  48. 
Delight  in  it  84.  With  reverence 
89,99.  Daily  55,  134,  141.  In  a 
family  133.  Public  63,  84,  122, 
132.     Absence  from  it  42,  63. 

Wrath  and  men'y  from  the  judg- 
ment-seat 9.  see  more  in  God, 
punishment,  sinner,  vengeance. 

•Zeal  tnd  prudence  39. 

[Zion,  it?  citizens  15.  see  church, 


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xtlLL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice  332 

.Almighty  Ruler  of  the  skies  19 

Again,  my  tongue,  thy  silence  break  243, 

Amid  thy  wrath  remember  love  85 

Among  the  assemblies  of  the  greot  176 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods  185 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  177 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools  1 18 

Are  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown  28 

Arise,  my  gracious  God  33 

Awake,  ve  saints,  to  praise  your  king  296 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  sky  44 

Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love  79 

Behold  the  morning  sun  45 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone  259 

Behold  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord  269 

By  Babel's  streams  the  captives  sate  301 

Bless,  O  thou  western  world,  thy  God  324 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God  223 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace  293 

Blest  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  know  193 

Blest  are  the  undefiPd  in  heart  262 

Blest  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest  70 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move  91 

Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place  5 

Blest  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  72 

CHILDREN  in  years  or  knowledge  young  75 

Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  77 

Come  let  our  voices  join  to  raise  209 

Come  sound  his  praise  abroad  ib. 

Consider  all  my  sorrows.  Lord  272 

DAVID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  strength  50 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  150 

EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay  130 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  216 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known  103 

Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  275 

Father,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace  1 49 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  283 


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Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright  titi 

Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say  27 

For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord  315 

For  ever  shall  my  song  record  191 

From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  238 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies  257 

From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts  289 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above  237 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  233 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  high  293 

Give  thanks  to  God  the  sovereign  Lord  297 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise  300 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame  64 

God  in  his  earthly  templeJays  185 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints  99 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope  160 

God  of  eternal  love  236 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  154 

God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down  87 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise  244 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King,  139 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings  180 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove  172 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  132 

Great  God,  the  heaven's  well  ordered  frame  47 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway  155 

Great  is  the  Lord  exalted  high  295 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might  248 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  102 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel  174 

HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say  282 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  250 

Happy  the  city  where  their  sons  316 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet  6 

Happy  the  man  to  whom  his  God  69 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face  220 
Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said                                i  193 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  24 

He  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  212 

He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God  201 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  f9 

How  pleasing  is  thy  voice  140 

How  awful  is  thy  chastening  rod  168 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  26 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  279 

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How  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise                   ,  30 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair  179 

How  pleasant  'tis  to  see  293 

How  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I  280 

How  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain  25 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts  264 
IF  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost                                   -  285 

If  God  to  build  a  house  deny  286 

I  lift  my  soul  to  God  57 

I'll  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  76 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  322 

I'll  speak  the  honours  of  my  King  97 

I  love  the  Lord,  he  heard  my  cries  255 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee  308 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not,  14 

In  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise  333 

In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  166 

Into  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth  67 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord  303 

In  Zion's  sacred  gates  334 

I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face  32 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  290 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand  222 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  88 

I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high  66 

JEHOVAH  reigns,  he  dwells  in  light  204 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  156 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne  246 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come  215 

Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways  60 

Judges  who  rule  the  world  by  laws  125 

Just  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word  39 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise  211 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join  266 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  169 

Let  every  creature  join  330 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak  319 

Let  God  arise  in  all  his  might  144 

Let  sinners  take  their  course  122 

Let  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice  100 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice  222 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name  3l7 

Lord,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove  34 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin  1 14 

Lord.  I  can  suffer  thy  rebukes  15 


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Lord,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right  266 
Lord,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults                             '  199 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  267 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  13 

Lord  1  will  bless  thee  all  my  days  74 

Lord,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress  1 15 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above  182 

Lord,  thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind  184 

Lord,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry  258 

Lord,  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear  24 

Lord  of  all  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous  ear  119 

Lord,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  off  128 

Lord,  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days  302 

Lord,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  through  305 

Lord,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere  39 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  13 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand  204 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  95 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  200 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I  160 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  316 

Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first  19 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  310 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high  145 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  328 

Lo!  what  a  glorious  corner-stone  261 

Lo!  what  an  entertaining  sight  292 

MAKER  and  sovereign  Lord  7 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  song  218 

Mine  eyes  and  my  desire  59 

My  never-ceasing  song  shall  show  192 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name  68 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows  31 3 

My  God,  consider  my  distress  270 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  10 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs  124 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope  152 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise  317 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue  133 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men  84 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel  308 

My  God,  defend  my  cause  93 

My  God,  preserve  my  soul  120 

My  God,  while  impious  men  311 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  23 


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My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  314 

My  Saviour  and  my  King  96 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend  153 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  53 

My  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need  54 

My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place  181 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust  274 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise  226 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  129 

My  soul,  thy  great  Creator  praise  228 

Mv  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord  53 

My  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  friend  16 

NO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes  291 

Not  to  our  names,  thou  only  just  and  true  254 

Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust  253 

Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing  98 

Now  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage  52 

Now  I'm  convinc'd  the  Lord  is  kind  158 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  148 

Now  let  our  mournful  song  record  53 

Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace  48 

Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid  1 42 

Now  plead  my  cause,  Almighty  God  78 

O  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord  257 

O  blessed  souls  are  they  69 

Oh  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  225 

Of  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing  219 

Oh  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy  101 

O  God,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries  121 

O  God  of  grace  and  righteousness  12 

O  God  of  mercy  hear  my  call  116 

O  God  of  my  salvation,  hear  188 

O  God,  to  whom  revenge  belongs  206 

O  God  of  grace,  my  cry  attend  62 

O  God,  attend,  while  hosts  of  foes  173 

O  happy  man,  whose  soul  is  fill'd  286 

O  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord  74 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  265 

O  Lord,  the  God  of  heaven  and  earth  31 1 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  1 1 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King  17 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great  18 

O  Lord,  our  Lord  mo6t  high  42 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  270 

O  that  thy  statutes  every  hour  273 


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O  what  a  stiff  rebellious  house  170 

Oh  save  thy  servants,  Lord  126 

O  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  ery  1 14 

O  thou,  whose  hand  the  kingdom  sways  151 

O  thou  wrhose  sceptre  earth  and  seas  obey  157 

O  thou,  the  only  good,  and  great,  and  wise  178 

O  thou  whose  grace  and  justice  reign  281 

O  thou  whose  justice  reigns  on  high  123 

Out  of  the  depths  of  long  distress  288 

Our  rulers,  Lord,  with  songs  of  praise  49 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past  197 

PRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  138 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  294 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join  321 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  t©  raise  323 

Preserve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  30 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  71 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  state  195 

Return,  O  God  of  love,  return  199 

SALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh  184 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  swelling  floods  146 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  32 

Save  me  from  evil  men  134 

See  what  a  living  stone       ^  260 

Shew  pity,  Lord  ;  O  Lord  forgive  113 

Shine  on  our  land,  Jehovah,  shine  143 

Shall  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life  187 

Stretch'd  on  the  bed  of  grief  189 

Sing  to  the  Lord  most  most  high  217 

Sing,  all  the  nations,  to  the  Lord  141 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  176 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  208 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands  210 

Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong  247 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  father  say  61 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  161 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace  318 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  king  203 
TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days                       V        87 

The  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  213 

That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe  248 

The  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's  56 

Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength  38 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  215 

The  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth  110 


350  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

The  God  of  our  salvation  hears 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 

The  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 

The  Lord  is  come  ;  the  heavens  proclaim 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns 

The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King 

The  Lord,- the  sovereign,  sends  his  summons  forth 

The  man  is  ever  blest 

The  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee 

The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  hath  wrought 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 

This  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God 

Thrice  happy  man,  who  fears  the  Lord 

Thus  I  resolv'd  before  the  Lord 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "  The  spacious  fields 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  spake 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord 

Thy  name,  almighty  Lord 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord 

Thy  praise,  O  Lord,  our  thankful  songs  renew 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand 

To  God  I  cried  with  mournful  voice  . 

To  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known 

To  God,  the  great,  the  ever  blest 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes 

To  heaven  let  all  my  sacred  passions  move 

To  bless  the  Lord  let  every  land  combine 

To  bless  the  Lord  our  God  i  n  strains  divine 

To  thee  my  King,  my  God  of  Grace 

To  our  almighty  Maker,  God 

To  thee  before  the  dawning  light 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 


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To  heaven's  high  King,  my  soul,  thy  honours  raise       231 

'Twas  for  my  sake,  eternal  God  150 

'Twas  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came  307 

•Twas  in  the  watches  of  the  night  131 

VAIN  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent  239 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill  283 

Up  from  my  youth,  may  Israel  say  287 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes  277 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes  279 

WE  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  gooo  145 

We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore  40 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  256 

When  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend  107 

When  God  is  nigh  my  faith  is  strong  31 

When  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes  241 

When  God  restor'd  our  captive  state  284 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  285 

W'hen  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand  252 

When  Israel  sins,  the  Lord  reproves  171 

'When  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand  310 

'When  man  grows  bold  in  sin  81 

VVhen  overwhelm'd  with  grief  129 

When  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord  275 

When  the  great  Judge,  supreme  and  just  21 

When  God  in  wrath  shall  rise  127 

When  men  of  mischief  rise  1 34 

Where  shall  the  man  be  found  58 

Where  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find  290 

While  I  keep  silence  and  conceal  71 

While  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  80 

While  life  prolongs  its  preciou«  light  188 

Who  shall  ascend  thv  heavenly  place  29 

Who  shall  inhabit  in  thy  hill  28 

Who  will  arise  and  plead  my  right  207 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  9 

WThy  did  the  nations  join  to  slay  8 

Why  do  thp  proud  insult  the  poor  105 

Why  do  the  wealthy  ►>  irked  boast  83 

Why  doth  the  Lord  depart  so  far  22 

Why  doth  t  .     man  of  riches  grow  103 

Why  hath  my  God  my  soul  forsook  50 

Why  shout  J  !  vex  o:.\  so'il  and  fret  '32 

Wh  .    lo  id    wicke  '  no  -st  ot  sin  1 17 

God  for  ever    ;.-    us  off  162 

jxnveis  oi  heart  an.l  !  oC4 


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With  earnest  longings  of  the  mind  92 

With  tny  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song  20 

With  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face  271 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear  1 92 

With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud  325 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God  240 

YE  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice  73 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice  216 

Ye  servants  of  th'  almighty  King  251 

Ye  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race  202 

Ye  sons  of  pride  that  hate  the  just  1 05 

Ye  that  delight  to  serve  the  Lord  251 

Ye  that  obey  the  immortal  King  294 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join  326 

Ye  chiefs  and  kings  to  God  your  voices  raise  65 

Ye  nations  round  the  northern  sea  213 

Ye  sons  of  men,  in  God  rejoice  217 

Yet  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race  194 


HYMNS 


SELECTED 

FROM  DR.  WATTS,  DR.  DODDRIDGE, 

AND 

VARIOUS  OTHER  WRITERS. 

ACCORDING  TO  THE    RECOMMENDATION   OF  THE    JOINT    COMMITTEE 
OF  THE 

GENERAL  ASSOCIATION  OF  CONNECTICUT.  % 

AND 

THE  GENERAL  ASSEMBLY 

OF 

THE  PRESBYTERIAN   CHURCH  IX  AMERICA. 


BY  TIMOTHY^DWIGHT, 

PRESIDENT     OF     YALE    COLLEGE. 


NEW -YORK: 

PRINTED   BY  J.   SEYMOUR,  SO.   49   JOHN-STRSET. 

1817. 


HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

HYMN    1.      P.M.       As  the  USth  Psalm.     Dr.  Walls. 

Tht  Divine  Perfections. 

THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 
His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes, 
Are  light  and  majesty ; 
His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand, 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 

To  guard  his  holy  law  ; 
And  where  his  love  resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms  and  seals  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  ancient  works 

Surprising  wisdom  shines. 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell 

And  breaks  their  curs'd  designs  : 
Strong  is  his  arm,  and  shall  fulfil 
His  great  decrees,  his  sovereign  will. 

4  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 

My  Bather  and  my  Friend? 
I  love  his  name,  I  love  his  word  ; 
Join  all  my  powers,  and  praise  the  Lord. 


S5G  HYMN   2. 

HYMN  2.      L.  M.      Dr.  Watts, 


ekensibh  and  sovereign. 


[/^  AN  creatures  to  perfection,*  find 
V>  Th'  eternal,  uncreated  mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 

2  'Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell  ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wise : 
Born,  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  flies 
Trough  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 

And  smells  and  snuffs  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  king  of  power  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 
Or  ask  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole  ; 
He  calms  the  tempest  of  the  soul ; 
When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair, 
"Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

6  tHe  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon., 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  ; 
jThe  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form, 
The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm   ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

8  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways : 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 

*  Jib  xi.  V,  tc.  tJolxxv.5.  rxsvi.  Ufkc. 


HYMN    3.  357 

Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand. 

HYMN   3.       CM.      Dr.  Watts' Lyric  Poems. 

Divine  Sovereignty ;  or,  God's  Dominion  and  Decrees. 

KEEP  silence,  all  created  things, 
And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  : 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honours  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  : 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chained  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown ; 
And  there  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives  ; 
Nor  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate  with  curious  eyes  ; 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 
30* 


358  HYMN    4,  5. 

8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace. 
O  may  I  find  my  name 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place. 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  4.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

>     f      Cod/ar  above  all  Creatures  ;  or,  Man,  vain  end  mortal.    Job  iv.  17— II.   '•$ 

SHALL  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood 
Contend  with  their  Creator,  God? 
Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  be 
More  holy,  wise,  or  just  than  he? 

2  Behold,  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 
Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd'with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  spring  from  dust,  and  dwell  in  clay  ! 
Touched  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and  vanish  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight ; 
Buried  in  dust  whole  nations  lie, 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  Power,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  w^e !  how  glorious  thou  ! 
No  more  the  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

HYMN  5.      C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

God's  Eternity. 

RISE,rise,my  soul, and  leave  the  ground. 
Stretch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad, 
And  rouse  up  every  tuneful  sound 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God. 


HYMN    6.  35e 

2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread  , 

Jehovah  fill'd  his  throne  ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  angel's  made, 
The  Maker  liv'd  alone. 

3  His  boundless  years  can  near  decrease. 

But  still  maintain  their  prime  : 
Eternity's  his  dwelling  place, 
And  ever  is  his  time. 

4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow. 

The  present  and  the  past. 
He  fills  his  own  immortal  NOW, 
And  sees  our  ages  waste. 

5  The  sea  and  sky  must  perish  too, 

And  vast  destruction  come  ; 
The  creatures— look  !  how  old  they  grow. 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom. 

6  Well,  let  the  sea  shrink  all  away, 

And  flames  melt  down  the  skies, 
My  God  shall  live  in  endless  day, 
When  this  creation  dies. 

HYMN    6.       CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

C*d  our  Frterver, 

LET  others  boast  how  strong  the}7  be. 
Nor  death  nor  danger  fear ; 
While  we  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  : 


360  HYMN   7. 

Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings, 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  form'd  us  first ; 
Salvation  to  th'  Almighty  name 
That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5  He  spoke,  and  straight  the  heart  and  brain 

In  all  their  motions  rose  : 
Let  blood,  said  he,  flow  round  each  vein^ 
And  round  each  vein  it  flows. 

6  While  we  have  breath,  or  life,  or  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore  : 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

HYMN   7.      L.  M.       Beddome. 

The  Wisdom  of  God. 

WAIT,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will, 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals  ; 
But  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confest, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And  'mid  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God, 


HYMN    8,   9.  361 

HYMN    8.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Divine  Wrath  and  Mercy  ;  from  Aahum  i.  J,  2,  3,  &c. 

ADORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
Is  a  ^consuming  fire  ; 
His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 
And  raise  his  vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  burns  ! 

How  bright  his  fury  glows ! 
Vast  magazines  of  plagues  and  storms 
Lie  treasur'd  for  his  foes. 

3  Those  heaps  of  wrath  by  slow  degrees, 

Are  forc'd  into  a  flame ; 
But  kindled,  oh  !  how  fierce  they  blaze ! 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee, 

And  seek  a  watery  grave  ; 
The  frighted  sea  makes  haste  away, 
And  shrinks  up  every  wave. 

5  Through  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rocks 

Are  swift  as  hail -stones  hurl'd  : 
Who  dares  to  meet  his  fiery  rage, 
That  shakes  the  solid  world  ? 

6  Yet, mighty  God!  thy  sovereign  grace 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chosen  race, 

When  wrath  comes  rushing  down. 

7  Thy  hand  shall  on  rebellious  kings 

A  fiery  tempest  pour : 
While  we  beneath  thy  sheltering  wrings, 
Thy  righteous  hand  adore. 

HYMN    9.      L.M.       Dr.  Watts. 

God's  Candcsctnsion  tc  human  Affairs. 

UP  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 

*Hei  xii    23. 


362-  HYMN    10. 

Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 
%  [He  that  can  shake  the  worlds  he  made, 
Or  with  his  word,  or  with  his  rod  ; 
His  goodness,  how  divinely  great! 
What  condescension  in  our  God.] 

3  [God,  that  must  stoop  to  view  the  skies, 

And  bow  to  see  what  angels  do, 
Down  to  our  earth  he  casts  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  too.] 

4  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 

And  manages  our  mean  affairs ; 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings      j 
Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares. 

5  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  God  ;  . 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load. 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 

Such  condescension  to  perform  ; 
For  worms  were  never  rais'd  so  high 
Above  their  meanest  fellow  worm. 

7  O  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 

A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

HYMN  10.       C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Cod  my  only  Happiness.    Psal.]&\\l..  25. 

MY  God,  my  portion  and  my  love. 
My  everlasting  all, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 
[  gWhat  empty  things  are  all  the  skies. 
And  this  inferior  clod ! 


There  s  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys. 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.] 

3  [In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light ; 
5Tis  thy  sweet  beam  creates  my  noon ; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  while  upon  my  restless  bed, 

Among  the  shades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  soul.] 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth,  and  friends., 

And  health,  and  safe  abode : 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things  ; 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee ! 
Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  ! 

7  If  I  possess'd  the  spacious  earth, 

And  call'd  the  stars  mine  own  ; 
"Without  thy  graces,  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore  ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

HYMN   11.      CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

God  holy,  just  and  sovereign.    Job  is.    2—10 

HOW  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race 
Be  pure  before  their  God  ? 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts, 
I'll  make  no  more  pretence; 


364  HYMN   12. 

Not  one  of  all  my  thousand  faults, 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 

3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 

What  vain  presumers  dare 
Against  their  Maker's  hand  to  rise, 
Or  tempt  th'  unequal  war  ? 

4  [Mountains  by  his  almighty  wrath 

From  their  old  seats  are  torn  ; 
He  shakes  the  earth  from  south  to  north, 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn. 

5  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise ; 

The  obedient  sun  forbears: 
His  hand  with  sackcloth  spreads  the  skies, 
And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 

6  He  walks  upon  the  raging  sea ; 

And  rides  the  stormy  wind  ; 
There's  none  can  trace  his  wondrous  way, 
Or  his  dark  footsteps  find. 

HYMN    12.       S.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Pestrviag  Grnce.     Jude  xsiv.  25. 

TO  God,  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls 

Unblemish'd  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 


HYMN    13,    14.  365 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 
5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 

Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

HYMN  13.      L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Cod  tiwtlls  with  tht  Haihble  and  Penitent      Isa    lvii.  1ft,  16. 

THUS  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
"  1  sit  upon  my  holy  throne ; 
-'  My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
i(  And  fill  my  own  eternity. 

2  "  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 
"  On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too ; 

"  And  never  from  the  contrite  heart 
"  And  humble  soul  will  I  depart. 

3  "  The  broken  spirit  I  revive; 

"  I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live ; 
"  Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
"  And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 

4  "  [When  I  contend  against  their  sin, 

"  I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been  ; 
"  But  should  my  wrath  forever  smoke; 
"  Their  souls  would  sink  beneath  my  stroke." 

5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  despair,  and  die! 
Thus  shall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thy  chastening  love.] 

HYMN    14.      C.  M.      Steele. 

The  goodness  of  Gd.     Nahum  i  7. 

"\7"E  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 
-S-     With  songs  of  sacred  praise, 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  a5  •  his  ways. 
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366  HYMN  15. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  wrorms  ; 
5Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  that  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love, 

What  honours  shall  we  raise  ? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above, 
Can  render  equal  praise. 

HYMN  15.       C.  M.     Dr.  Watt's  Sermons. 

The  Doctrine  of  the  Trinity,  and  the  Use  of  it.     E]  b.  ii.  18 

FATHER  of  glory,  to  thy  name, 
Immortal  praise  we  give, 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim. 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honour  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease  ; 
Our  lives  he  ransom 'd  with  his  own, 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  thine  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  giory  given, 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee. 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 


*  .Let  men,  witn  tneir  united  voice^ 
Adore  th'  eternal  God. 
And  spread  his  honours,  and  their  joys, 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 
5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 
One  general  song  to  raise  ; 
Let  saints  in  heaven  and  earth  combine 
In  harmony  and  praise. 

HYMN    16.      C.  M.      Medley. 

'.  The  Incarnation  of  Christ     Luke  ii.  U. 

MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Jo j,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day.     . 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

The  impetuous  torrent  ran ; 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  [Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night, 

Lay  all  the  eastern  world, 
When  bursting,  glorious,  heavenly  light 
The  wondrous  scene  unfurl'd] 

6  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song : 


368  HYMN  17. 

Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
TV  harmonious,  angel  throng. 

7  [O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise ; 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lays  !] 

8  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high ; 
"  Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
"  Jesus  was  born  to  die." 

9  Hail,  Prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail  ! 

Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 
Though  earth, and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

HYMN  17.       C.  M.       Tate  and  fcrady. 

For  the  Nativity  of  our  blessed  Lord  and  Saviour.    Luke  ii.   8 — 15. 

WHILE  shepherd's  watch'd  their  flocks 
by  night, 
All  seated  Gil  fJ?Q  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not."  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind  ; 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town  this  day 

"  Is  born  of  David's  line, 
"  The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 
.  "  And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  "  The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find, 

"  To  human  view  display  d, 
"  All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swathing  bands, 
u  And  in  a  manger  laid." 


HYMN    18.  369 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear  d  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song: 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
"  Good  will,  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men 
"  Begin,  and  never  cease.' ' 

HYMN  18.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Deity  and  Humanity  of  Chr-st     John  i   1,3,14    aid  Col   i.  16.  and  Eph  iii   9,10. 

ER  E  the  bl ue  heavens  were  stretch  'd  abroad , 
From  everlasting  was  the  Word  ! 
With  God  he  was  ;  the  Word  was  God, 
And  must  divinely  be  adord. 

2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made ; 

By  him  supported  all  things  stand ; 
He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 

He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars; 
His  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  his  years  ? 

4  But  lo  !  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms, 

The  Word  descends,  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms, 
Dress'd  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face  ; 

Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 
How  full  of  truth  !  how  full  of  grace  f 
WhenthroughhiseyestheGodheadshone! 

6  Archangels  lea^e  their  high  abode, 

To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
The  lo^e  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Immauuel. 
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31 Q  HYMN    19. 

HYMN  19.       S    M.      Dr.  Watts. 

T.eNtivity  /Christ.    L»*e  ■•    30,  he.    Lukeft  10,  &*. 

BEHOLD  the  grace  appears, 
The  promise  is  fulfil I  I'd  ; 
Mary,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child. 

2  [The  Lord,  the  highest  God, 

Calls  him  his  only  Son; 
He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throne, 

3  O'er  Jacob  shall  he  reign 

With  a  peculiar  sway  ; 
The  nations  shall  his  grace  obtain, 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news 

A  heavenly  form  appears ; 
He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  banishes  their  fears. 

5  u  Go  humble  swains."  said  he, 

"To  David's  city  fly; 
"  The  promis'd  Infant,  born  to  day, 
"  Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

6  "  With  looks  and  hearts  serene, 

"  Go  visit  Christ  your  King  ;" 
And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen  ; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing, 

7  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

"  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth; 
"  Good  will  to  men.  to  angels  joy, 
"  At  the  Redeemers  birth." 

8  [In  worship  so  divine, 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues^ 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs  : 


HYMN  2U,  21.  371 

9  "  Glory  to  God  on  high ! 

*'  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth ; 
"  Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"  At  our  Redeemer's  birth. '] 

HYMN  SO.       C.  M.     Steel* 


le. 

Thr.  Incarnation     John  i   14. 


AWAKE,  awake  the  sacred  song 
To  our  incarnate  Lord  ; 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore  th'  eternal  Word. 

2  That  awful  Word,  that  sovereign  power, 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  made; 
(O  happy  morn!  illustrious  hour  :) 
Was  once  in  flesh  array 'd  ! 

3  Then  shone  almighty  power  and  love 

In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 
When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  misery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies  ; 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  wo. 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  songs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day; 
With  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

6  What  glorv,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 

With  wonder  we  adore ; 
But  could  we  sing  as  angels  do, 
Our  highest  praise  were  poor. 

HYMN  21.      C.  M.       Rippon. 

The  Hdetmer's  Message.     Luke  iv    18,19. 

HARK,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes. 
The  Saviour  promis  d  long ! 


372  HYMN  22. 

Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  his  sacred  lire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; ' 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on  the  eyes  oppress'd  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  Hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

HYMN  22.       C.  M.       Dr  Watts- 

Redemption  by  Christ 

T^f  THEN  the  first  parents  of  our  race 
V  V      Rcbell'd  and  lost  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  their  sin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood ; 

2  Infinite  pity  touch 'd  the  heart 

Of  the  eternal  Son  ; 
Descending  from  the  heavenly  court, 
He  leit  his  Father's  throne. 

3  Aside  the  Prince  of  g!ory  threw 

iiis  most  divine  array, 


r/Anci  wrapt  nis  uouneau  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 

4  His  living  power  and  dying  love 

Redeem 'd  unhappy  men, 
And  rais'd  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again. 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flesh  and  soul 

We  joyfully  resign : 
Bless 'd  Jesus,  take  us  for  thine  own, 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

6  Thine  honour  shall  for  ever  be 

The  business  of  our  days, 
For  ever  shall  our  thankful  tongues, 
Speak  thy  deserved  praise. 

HYMN  23.      P.  M.       UBih.     Dr.  Watts. 

The  Offices  of  Christ. 

JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wi>d  >m,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew. 
That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  to  mean  to  speak  his  worin, 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth, 

2  But,  Oh.  what  gentle  terms, 

What  condescending  ways, 
Doth  our  Redeemer  use 

To  teach  hi    heavenly  grace! 
Mine  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me. 

3  [Array 'din  mortal  flesh. 

He  like  an  angel  stands, 
And  holds  the  promises 

And  pardons  in  his  h-^nds: 
Commissioned  from  his  Father's  throne 
To  make  his  grace  to  mortais  known.] 


374  WYIYLJN   Zd. 

4  [Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name ; 
By. thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came ; 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiv'n, 
Of  hell  subdu'd  and  peace  with  heaven.] 

5  [Be  thou  my  Counsellor, 

My  Pattern,  and  my  Guide  ; 
And  through  this  desert  land 

Still  keep  me  near  thy  side, 
Oh,  let  my  feet  ne'er  run  astray, 

Nor  rove,  nor  seek  the  crooked  way !] 

6  [I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice  ; 

His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul  among 

The  thousands  of  his  sheep. 
He  feeds  his  flock,  he  calls  their  names  :: 
His  bosom  bears  the  tender  lambs.] 

7  [To  this  dear  Surety's  hand 

Will  I  commit  my  cause ; 
He  answrers  and  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  laws. 
Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set ! 
My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt.] 

8  [Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest, 

Offer'd  his  blood  and  died  ; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 

No  sacrifice  beside. 
His  powerful  blood  did  once  atone  ; 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne  ] 

9  [My  Advocate  appears, 

For  my  defence  on  high  : 
My  Father  bows  his  ear, 
And  lays  his  thunder  by. 


HYMN  24.  376 

Not  all  that  hell  or  sin  can  say, 
Shall  turn  his  heart  and  love  away.] 

10  [My  dear  Almighty  Lord, 

My  Conqueror,  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword 

Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing, 
Thine  is  the  power  ;  behold  I  sit, 
In  uilling  bonds  b  neath  thy  feet] 

11  [Now  let  my  soul  arise, 

And  tread  the  tempter  down  : 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 

To  conquest  and  a  crown. 
A  feeble  saint  snail  win  the  day, 
Tho'  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way.] 

12  [Should  all  the  hosts  of  death, 

And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  mo>t  dreadful  forms 

Of  rage  and  mischief  on  ; 
I  shall  be  safe  ;  for  Christ  displays 
Superior  power  and  guardian  grace.] 

HYMN  24.       C.  M.     Dr.   Watts. 

Tm  Offices  of  CHrist. 

WE  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
That  comes  with  truth  and  grace ; 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  reverence  our  High  Priest  above,. 

Who  offer 'd  up  his  blood, 
And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 
By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King; 

How  sweet  are  his  commands  ! 
He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
Bv  his  almighty  hands. 


376  HYMN  25. 

4  Hosannato  his  glorious  name, 

Who  saves  by  different  ways ; 
His  mercies  lay  a  sovereign  claim 
To  our  immortal  praise. 

H  Y  M  N    25.       S.  M.        Dr  Watts. 

C'irisi  tin   Wislom  of  God     Prov.  viii    1,  22,  23. 

SHALL  wisdom  cry  aloud, 
And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  Gods  eternal  word, 
Deserves  it  no  regard  ? 

2  ;:  I  was  his  chief  delight, 

"  Hfs  everlasting  Son, 
"  Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, 
"  Creation,  was  begun, 

3  ["  Before  the  flying  clouds, 

iC  Before  the  solid  land, 
"  Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 
"  I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  "  When  he  adorn 'd  the  skies, 

"  And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
"  To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise, 
"  And  marshal  every  star. 

5  "  When  he  pour'd  out  the  sea, 

"  And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 
"  I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 
"  In  its  own  bounds  to  keep.] 

6  "  Upon  the  empty  air 

"  The  earth  wasbalmc'd  well  : 
"  With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion,  where 
u  The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 

7  u  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 

"  On  their  salvation  ran, 
"  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Adam's  dust 
"  Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 


o  "  1  nen  come,  receive  my  grace, 
"  Ye  children,  and  be  wise  ; 
••  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways, 
iC  The  man  that  shuns  them,  dies." 

HYMN  26,      S.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Christ  our  wisdom  and  righteousness. 

HOW  heavy  is  the  night 
That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  souls  arise  ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven  ; 
But  in  his  righteousness  array  'd 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways ; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grace, 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls  in  vain  ; 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
.  And  breaks  the  cursed  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways, 

To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

HYMN  27.      L.  M.      Dr.  Watts, 

The  example  of  Christ. 

MY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord ! 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 


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378  HYMN  28. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Thy  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine, 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witness 'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer  : 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  :  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  28.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

God  reconciled; in  Christ 

DEAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  God, 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again  ; 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  'Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  ; 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins  ; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear; 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely. 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast ; 
I  love  th'  Incarnate  mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust 


HYMN  29,  30.  379 

HYMN  29.       L.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Christ  appearing  to  his  Church.     Sol.  Son?,  ii.    8,  9,  10,  11,  12.  13. 

THE  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds 
Over  the  rocks  and  rising  grounds ; 
O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  seas  of  grief5 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief. 

2  Now  through  the  veil  of  flesh  I  see, 
With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me  ; 
Now  in  the  gospel'?  clearest  glass 
He  shows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 

3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue ; 
Rise,  saith  my  Lord,  make  haste  away. 
No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  stay. 

4  The  Jewish  wintry  state  is  gone, 

The  mists  are  fled,  the  spring  comes  on, 
The  sacred  turtle  dove  we  hear, 
Proclaims  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

5  Th9  immortal  vine,  of  heavenly  root, 
Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit. 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  taste  the  wine : 

Our  souls  rejoice  and  bless  the  vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 
Rise  up,  my  love,  make  haste  away, 
Our  hearts  would  fain  outfly  the  wind, 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 

HYMN  30.      L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Coronation  of  Christ,  and  Espousals  of  the  Church      Sol.  Socg  iii.  2. 

DAUGHTERS  of  Zion,  come,  behold 
The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 
Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown, 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 


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2  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King  ! 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  the  well-deserv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

3  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 
Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Like  the  dear  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 

4  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day! 
Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

5  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

6  O  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation  day  ! 

''The  King  of  grace  shall  fill  the  throne, 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 

HYMN  31.      L    M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Glory  and  Grace  in  the  Person  of  Christ. 

NOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul ;  awake,  my  tongue. 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth,  and  spreading  flood. 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God : 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 


HYMN    32.  381 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 
The  noblest  labour  of  thine  hands : 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies 

5  Grace  !  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name ! 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground ! 

6  O  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face ! 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold ! 

HYMN  32.       L.    M.      Dr.  Watts. 

God  tke  Son  equal  nith  the  Father 

BRIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God  ! 
Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  thine  awful  seat. 

2  [Thy  power  hath  form'd,  thy  wisdom  sways 

All  nature  with  a  sovereign  word : 
And  the  bright  world  of  stars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  superior  Lord. 

3  Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 

And  smiling  sit  at  thy  right  hand ; 
Eternal  justice  guards  thy  throne, 
And  vengeance  waits  thy  dreadcommand.] 

4  A  thousand  seraphs  strong  and  bright 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity; 
But  who  among  the  sons  of  light, 
Pretends  comparison  with  thee  ? 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 

Jesus,  array'd  in  flesh  and  bloody 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim  t 

A  full  equality  with  Godc 
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382  HYMN  33. 

6  [Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams  ; 

Their  essence  is  for  ever  one, 
Though  they  are  known  by  different  names, 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

7  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King 

With  equal  honours  be  ador'd ; 
His  praise  let  every  angel  sing, 

And  all  the  nations  own  the  LordJ 

HYMN    33.      L.   M.       Dr. Watts. 

Christ's  Humiliation  and  Exaltation.    Rev.  v.  12. 

WHAT  equal  honours  shall  we  bring 
To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God ,  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing, 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groan  'd  and  died, 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 
At  his  Almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Power  and  dominion  are  his  due, 

Who  stood  condemn  d  at  Pilate's  bar; 
Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Though  he  wascharg'dwithmadnesshem 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 

Yet  he  sustain'd  amazing  loss  ; 
To  him  ascribe  eternal  might. 

Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

5  Honour  immortal  must  be  paid, 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn  ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

6  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men  : 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say,  Amen. 


HYMN    34,  35.  383 

HYMN   34.       L.   M.      Dr.  Watts. 

MirucUi  intfu  Lfr,  Death,  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

BEHOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  ! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name ! 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own, 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies  ;  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises  and  appears  a  God  : 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

4  Hence,  and  for  ever  from  my  heart, 
I    'id  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

HYMN    35.      L.  M       Dr.  Watts'  Miscell. 

The  Humiliation,  Ex  'ta  ion,  and  Triumphs  of  Christ.     Phil,  ii    8,  9      Col.  ii.  Kji 

THE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 
That  brightest  monument  of  praise 
That  e'er  the  God  of  love  design'd, 
Employs  and  fills  my  labouring  mind. 

2  Begin,  my  soul,  the  heavenly  song, 
A  burden  for  an  angels  tongue  ; 
When  Gabriel  sounds  these  awful  things, 
He  tunes  and  summons  all  his  strings. 

3  Proclaim  inimitable  love  ; 
Jesus,  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 
Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay. 

4  He  that  distributes  crowns  and  thrones 
hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans; 


334  HYMN    36. 

The  Prince  of  Life  resigns  his  breath, 
The  King  of  Glory  bows  to  death. 

5  But  see  the  wonders  of  his  power, 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour, 
And,  whip  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  da-h  d  the  rising  hopes  of  hell. 

6  Thus  were  the  hosts  of  death  subdu'd, 
And  sin  was  drown'd  in  Jesus'  blood  : 
Then  he  arose  :  he  reigns  above, 
And  conquers  sinners  by  his  love. 

7  Who  shall  fulfil  this  boundless  song? 
The  theme  surmounts  an  angel's  tongue  • 
How  low,  how  vain  are  mortal  airs, 
When  Gabriel's  nobler  harp  despairs  ! 

;HYMN  36.     P.    M.      H8th  Dr.   Doddridge. 

The  Risurre-tion  of  Christ.    Luke  x*i\.  34. 

T7~ES,  the  Redeemer  rose  ; 
J-     The  Saviour  left  the  dead  : 
And  o'er  our  hellish  foes 

High  rais'd  his  conquering  head ; 
in  wriid  dismay 
The  guards  around  fall  to  the  ground, 
And  sink  away. 

2  Lo !  th'  angelic  bands 

In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet : 
Joyful  they  come, 
And  wing  their  way  from  realms  of  day 
To  Jesus'  tomb. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 

The  joyful  news  to  bear  ; 
Hark  !  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  fills  the  air ! 


HYMN"    37.  385 

Their  anthems  say 
"  Jesus  who  bled,  hath  left  the  dead  ; 
a  He  rose  to-day." 

4  Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 

Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell ; 
Transported  cry, 
"  Jesus  who  bled,  hath  left  the  dead, 
"  No  more  to  die." 

5  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 

Who  sav'st  us  with  thy  blood! 
Wide  be  thy  name  ador d, 
Thou  rising,  reigning  God  ! 
With  thee  we  ri*e, 
With  thee  we  reign,  and  empires  gain 
Beyond  the  skies. 

HYMN  37.      P.    M.       148th  Rippon. 

7V   Kingdom  ofChnst      Phil    i   .  4. 

REJOICE  the  Lord  is  king, 
Your  God  and  King  adore ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
And  triumph  evermore ! 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  : 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains. 

He  took  his  seat  above  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  given  : 


.lull  up  me  nean,  in c  up  me  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 
And  every  bosom  swell 

With  pure,  seraphic  joy  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice  : 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice  ! 

HYMN    38.       L.    M.       Steele. 

The  InU  cession  of  Christ     Heb   vii    25 

HE  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 
(What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  I) 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts  ; 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise, 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power. 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  Almighty  Friend ! 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend : 


HYMN    <3bF.  33? 

Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

II YMN  39.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

A  new  Sons  to  the  Lamb  that  was  slam.     Rev   v-  6.  8,  9,  10.  12. 

EHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
3  Amid  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  eMers  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odours  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  These  are  the  prayers  of  the  saints. 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  [Eternal  Father,  who  shall  look 

Into  thy  secret  will? 
Who  but  the  Son  shall  take  that  book, 
And  open  every  seal  ? 

5  He  shall  fulfil  thy  great  decrees, 

The  Son  deserves  it  well  ; 
Lo  in  his  hand  the  sovereign  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death,  and  hell  !] 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

7  Thou  hast  redeemd  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  power ; 


men  snorien  xnese  delaying  (lays, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 

HYMN  40.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Christ  Jesus  the  Lamb  $/  God  worshipped  by  all  the  Creation     Rev.  v.  11,  12,  13. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousands  are  their  tongues; 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  Name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

HYMN    41.       CM.      Dr  Watts. 

The  Glnry  qf  Christ  in  Heaven. 

OTHE  delights,  the  heavenly  joys, 
The  glories  of  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 
Of  his  o'erflowing  grace  ! 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 
Sit  smiling  on  his  brow, 
And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above, 
At  humble  distance  bow. 


HYMN  42.  38! 

3  [Princes  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down ; 
Dominions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice. 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise 

Through  every  heavenly  street, 
And  lay  their  highest  honours  down 
Submissive  at  his  feet.] 

5  This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Man, 

Whom  we,  unseen,  adore  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 

6  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  this  sight, 

We  long  to  leave  our  clay  ; 
\nd  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  bear  our  souls  away. 

HYMN  42.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Creation  of  the  World.     Gen   i 

VTOW  let  a  spacious  ivorld  arise, 
i-^l    Said  the  Creator,  Lord  ; 
At  once  th'  obedient  earth  and  skies 
Ro6e  at  his  sovereign  word. 

2  [Dark  was  the  deep  :  the  waters  lay 

Confus'd,  and  drown'd  the  land  : 
He  calTd  the  light  :  the  new  born  day 
Attends  on  his  command. 

3  He  bids  the  clouds  ascend  on  high  : 

The  clouds  ascend,  and  bear 
A  watery  treasure  to  the  sky, 
And  float  on  softer  air. 

4  The  liquid  element  below 

Was  gather'd  by  his  hand ; 
The  rolling  seas  together  flow, 
And  leave  the  solid  land. 
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390  HYMN    43. 

5  With  herbs  and  plants  (a  flowery  birth) 

The  naked  globe  he  crown 'd, 
Ere  there  was  rain  to  bless  the  earth , 
Or  sun  to  warm  the  ground. 

6  Then  he  adorn 'd  the  upper  skies ; 

Behold  the  sun  appears ; 
The  moon  and  stars  in  order  rise, 
To  mark  out  months  and  years. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th'  almighty  King 

Did  vital  beings  frame, 
The  painted  fowls  of  every  wing. 
And  fish  of  every  name.] 

8  He  gave  the  lion  and  the  worm 

At  once  their  wondrous  birth, 

And  grazing  beasts  of  various  form 

Rose  from  the  teeming  earth. 

9  Adam  was  fram'd  of  equal  clay, 

Though  sovereign  of  the  rest, 
Design'd  for  nobler  ends  than  they, 
With  God's  own  image  bless'd. 

10  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye 

The  young  creation  stood  ; 
He  saw  the  building  from  on  high  ; 
His  word  pronounc'd  it  good. 

11  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  stands, 

Thy  praise  shall  fill  my  tongue  ; 
But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  song. 

HYMN  43.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

A  Song  to  creating  Wisdom 

ETERNAL  wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 
Thee  the  creation  sings  : 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 


HYMN    44.  .     ! 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold.  . 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad  ; 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  softer  passions  move  ; 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

HYMN   44.      L.M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

God's  Goodness  to  ike  Children  of  Men.     Psalm  cvii.  31 

\7"E  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record 
X     The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light; 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole, 

3  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array 'd, 

Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruits  and  shade, 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Offish,  and  fowl,  and  beasts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
-And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns; 

That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 


392  HYMN  45. 

5  But  O  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love ! 
God's  only  Son  in  flesh  array 'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar. 
There  in  the  land  of  praise  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

HYMN  45.       C.  M.       Steele. 

Creation  and  Providence 

LORD,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  survey* 
Creation's  beauties  o'er ; 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  our  souls  adore. 

2  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise. 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms, 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air  ; 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms 
Almighty  power  declare. 

4  Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear : 
And,  O  !  let  man  thy  praise  record, 
Man,  thy  distinguish'd  care. 

5  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew  : 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  knew, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

6  Yet  nobler  favours  claim  his  praise 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  ; 
By  revelations  brightest  rays, 
Still  more  divinely  bless'd. 


HYMN   46.  393 

7  Thy  providence,  his  constant  guard, 

When  threatening  woes  impend  ; 
Or  will  th'  impending  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  succours  lend.] 

8  On  us  that  providence  has  shone 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays ; 
O  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

HYMN    46.      C.    M.       Addison. 

The  Traveller's  Psalm. 

HOW  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord, 
How  sure  is  their  defence ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote. 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt^ 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will  ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
Well  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 
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?94  HYMN    47= 

HYMN  47.      C.  M.      Steele. 

Praise  for  the  Blessings  of  Providence  and  Graze.     1'ialj)  exxxis, 

A  LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord; 
■*"*•  Kind  Guardian  of  my  days, 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thv  indulgent  care  ; 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name,, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3  [Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose  ! 

What  snares  spread  all  my  road  ! 
No  power  could  guard  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  preserver,  God. 

4  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone, 

Where'er  I  turn'd  mine  eye ! 
How  many  past  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded,  by !] 

5  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store ; 
But  ah!  in  vain  my  labouring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  While  sweet  reflection,  through  my  days. 

Thy  bounteous  hand  wrould  trace ; 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  thy  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

7  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

For  favours  more  divine ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

8  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays. 

And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 


HYMN  48. 

9  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite 
In  more  exalted  lays, 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light 
In  everlasting  praise. 

HYMN  48.      C    M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Original  Sin;  or,  the  first  and  second  Adam.     Rom.  v.  12   ?cc      Psalm  li.  5.     Job.  siv.  i. 

BACKWARD  with  humble  shame  we  look- 
On  our  original ; 
How  is  our  nature  dash'd  and  broke 
In  our  first  father's  fall ! 

2  To  all  that's  good  averse,  and  blind, 

But  prone  to  all  that's  ill ; 
What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mind  ! 
How  obstinate  our  will ! 

3  [Conceived  in  sin  (Oh  wretched  state!) 

Before  we  draw  our  breath, 
The  first  young  pulse  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  death.] 

4  How  strong  in  our  degenerate  blood 

The  old  corruption  reigns, 
And  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood, 
Wanders  through  all  our  veins ! 

5  [Wild  and  unwholesome  as  the  root, 

Will  all  the  branches  be ; 
How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit 
From  such  a  deadly  tree  !] 

6  What  mortal  power  from  things  unclean 

Can  pure  productions  bring  ? 
Who  can  command  a  vital  stream 
From  an  infected  spring  ? 

7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love 

Can  make  our  nature  clean, 
While  Christ  and  grace  prevail  above 
The  tempter,  death,  and  sin. 


396  HYMN  49,  50. 

8  The  second  Adam  shall  restore 
The  ruins  of  the  first ; 
Hosanna  to  that  sovereign  power 
That  new  creates  our  dust. 

HYMN  49.      C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Indwelling  Sin  lamented 

WITH  tears  of  anguish  I  lament. 
Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false  as  mine  has  been ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin. 

3  My  reason  tells  me  thy  commands 

Are  holy,  just,  and  true  ; 
Tells  me  whate'er  my  God  demands 
Is  his  most  righteous  due. 

4  Reason  I  hear,  her  counsels  weigh, 

And  all  her  words  approve  : 
But  still  I  find  it  hard  ty  obey, 
And  harder  yet  to  love. 

5  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest  ? 

6  Break,  sovereign  grace,  O  break  the  charm 

And  set  the  captive  free  ; 
Reveal,  almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 

HYMN  50.     C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Distemper,  Folly,  and  Madness  of  Sin. 

SIN,  like  a  venomous  disease , 
Infects  our  vital  blood ; 


HYMN  51.  39 

The  only  balm  is  sovereign  grace. 
And  the  physician,  God. 

%  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fled, 
And  we  draw  near  to  death  ; 
But  Christ,  the  Lord,  recals  the  dead 
With  his  almighty  breath. 

3  Madness,  by  nature,  reigns  within, 

The  passions  burn  and  rage, 
Till  God's  own  Son,  with  skill  divine, 
The  inward  fire  assuage. 

4  [We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  wind, 

And  solid  good  despise  : 

Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind, 

Till  Jesus  makes  us  wise. 

5  We  give  our  souls  the  wounds  they  feel, 

We  drink  the  poisonous  gall, 

And  rush  with  fury  down  to  hell ; 

But  heaven  prevents  the  fall.] 

6  The  man,  possess'd  among  the  tombs, 

Cuts  his  own  flesh,  and  cries ; 
He  foams  and  raves,  till  Jesus  comes, 
And  the  foul  spirit  flies. 

HYMN  51.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

An  unconverted  State  ;  or,  converting  Grace. 

[/^  RE  AT  King  of  glory  and  of  grace, 
VJ  We  own,  with  humble  shame, 
How  vile  is  our  degenerate  race, 
And  our  first  father's  name.] 

2  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  blood, 

The  poison  reigns  within, 
Makes  us  averse  to  all  that's  good, 
And  willing  slaves  to  sin. 

3  [Daily  we  break  thy  holy  laws, 

And  then  reject  thy  grace  : 


398  HYMN  52. 

Engag'd  in  the  old  serpent's  cause, 
Against  our  Maker's  face.] 

4  We  live  estrang'd  afar  from  God, 

And  love  the  distance  well ; 
With  haste  we  run  the  dangerous  road 
That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 

5  And  can  such  rebels  be  restor'd  ? 

Such  natures  made  divine  ? 
Let  sinners  see  thy  glory,  Lord, 
And  feel  this  power  of  thine. 

6  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  sends, 
To  bring  rebellious  strangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 

HYMN  52.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Custom  in  Sin. 

LET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 
Put  off  the  spots  that  nature  gives : 
Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God. 
And  change  their  tempers,  and  their  lives, 

2  As  well  as  might  Ethiopian  slaves, 
Wash  out  the  darkness  of  their  skin  : 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves, 
As  old  transgressors  cease  to  sin. 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  least  control ; 
None  but  a  power  divinely  strong, 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  soul. 

4  Great  God!  I  own  thy  power  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine ; 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bless 
The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 


HYMN    53,54.  399 

HYMN    53.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Deceit  fu'ness  of  Sin. 

SIN  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts 
To  practise  on  the  mind ; 
With  flattering  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts. 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young ; 
And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes. 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joy  she  brings 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence ; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  things. 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 

4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair 

Grew  the  forbidden  food ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

HYMN    54.        L.   M.     Dr.    Watts. 

-Ft?i>  saved  ;  or,  the  almost  Christian,  the  Hypocrite,  and  Apostate.. 

BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death , 
And  thousands  walk  together  there : 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  a*oss, 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command ! 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul,  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain, 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new ; 


400  HYMN  55,  56. 

Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

HYMN    55,      CM.       Dr  Watts. 

The  Holy  Scriptures. 

LADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage ; 
Here  I  behold  mv  Saviour's  face, 
Almost  in  every  page. 

3  [This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl  of  price  unknown; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  consecrated  water  flows, 

To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin  ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein.] 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  strife. 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail ; 
My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  O  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God ! 

My  roving  feet  command ; 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

HYMN   56.      C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

God  glorified  in'  the  Gospel 

THE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 
Invites  his  children  near ; 
While  power  and  truth,  and  boundless  love- 
Display  their  glories  here. 


HYMN   57.  401 

2  Here,  in  thy  gospel's  wondrous  frame, 

Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue  ; 
A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines. 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ; 
Wisdom  through  all  the  mysteries  shines, 
And  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 

4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God  ! 
And  thy  revenging  justice  shows 
Its  honours  in  his  blood. 

6  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 
Our  warmer  thoughts  employs, 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 
And  more  exalts  our  joys. 

HYMN  57.       C.  M.       Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Riches  of  God's   Word- 

LET  avarice,  borne  from  shore  to  shore; 
Her  favourite  god  pursue  ; 
Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 

2  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy, 

Are  open'd  to  our  sight ; 
The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 
And  gems  divinely  bright. 

3  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold  : 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  behold. 

4  Here  light  descending  from  above 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet : 
34 


402  HYMN  58. 

Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

5  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied ; 
Nought  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest, 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 

6  For  these  inestimable  gains 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assur'd  that  we  shall  find. 

HYMN  58.       C.    M.       Steele. 

The  Lccllcncy  and  Sufficiency  of  the  Holy  Scriptures. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 

And  yields  a  free  repast, 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  : 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see., 
And  still  increasing  light. 
S  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near : 


HYMN    59,    60. 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

HYMN  59.       L.  M.       Beddome. 

The  Go<pd  of  Christ. 

GOD.  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  : 
Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here^inners  of  a  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name  : 
?Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 

3  Here  Jesus,  in  ten  thousand  ways, 
His  soul-attracting  charms  displays; 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains, 

4  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  : 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

5  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

6  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 

Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  mine  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

HXMN  60.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watt's  Sermons. 

The  Gospel  is  the  Ponn  of  Gnd  unto  Salvation.     Rom.  i    16. 

WHAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 
That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  wo  ? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 


404  IJYMN    61. 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ? 
Can  souls,  all  o'er  defil'd  with  sin, 
Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean  ?, 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh  ; 
'Tis  there  that  power  and  glory  dwell, 
That  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word. 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines, 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines  ; 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  cross, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

6  Should  vile  blasphemers,  with  disdain, 
Pronounce  the  truth  of  Jesus  vain, 
Well  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame, 
And  sing,  and  triumph  in  his  name. 

HYMN  61.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

A  rational  Difincc  of  the  Gospel. 

SHALL  atheists  dare  insult  the  cross 
Of  our  incarnate  God  ? 
Shall  infidels  revile  his  truth, 
And  trample  on  his  blood  ? 

2  What  if  he  choose  mysterious  ways 

To  cleanse  us  from  our  faults  ? 
May  not  the  works  of  sovereign  grace 
Transcend  our  feeble  thoughts? 

3  What  if  his  gospel  bids  us  strive 

With  flesh,  and  self,  and  sin? 
The  prize  is  most  divinely  bright, 
That  we  are  call'd  to  win. 


HYMN    62,  63.  405 

4  What  if  the  men,  despis'd  on  earth, 

Still  of  his  grace  partake  ? 
This  but  confirms  his  truth  the  more, 
For  so  the  prophet,  spake. 

5  Do  some  that  own  his  sacred  truth, 

Indulge  their  souls  in  sin  ? 
None  should  reproach  the  Saviour's  name, 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

6  Then  let  our  faith  be  firm  and  strong. 

Our  lips  profess  his  word ; 
Nor  ever  shun  those  holy  men, 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord. 

HYMN  62.       L.    M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Typis  and  Prophe-ics  of  Christ. 

BEHOLD  the  woman's  promis'd  seed! 
Behold  the  great  Messiah  come ! 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  superior  room ! 

2  Abra'm,  the  saint  rejoic'd  of  old, 

When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw  ! 
Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  fulfiller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 

Obtain'd  their  chief  design  and  ceas'd  : 
The  incense  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  meet 

To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head ; 
Jesus,  we  worship  at  thy  feet, 

And  nations  own  the  promis'd  seed. 

HYMN  63.      L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  PuWtT  of  tilt  Gospel 

THIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
Sent  to  the  nations  from  above ; 
34* 


406  HYMN   64. 

Jehovah  here  resolves  to  show 
What  his  Almighty  grace  can  do. 

2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 
To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind  ; 

This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 
Restore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 

3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive, 
Sinners  obey  the  voice  and  live  : 

Dry  bones  are  rais'd  and  cloth 'd  afresh, 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  flesh. 

4  [Where  satan  reign'd  in  shades  of  night, 
The  gospel  strikes  a  heavenly  light ; 
Our  lusts  its  wondrous  power  controls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls.] 

5  [Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  Lamb  ; 
While  the  wide  world  esteem  it  strange, 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change.] 

6  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  gaze  and  hate  me  too ; 
The  word  that  saves  me  does  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

HYMN  64.      U  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

The  Effusion  of  the  Spirit ;  or,  the  Success  of  tht  Gospel. 

GREAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great 
When  the  divine  disciples  met ; 
Whilst  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave  ! 
And  power  to  kill  and  power  to  save ! 
Furnish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 

3  Thus  arm'd  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north  : 


HYMN    65.  407 

Go,  and  assert  your  Saviour  s  cause  : 
Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  his  cross. 

4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 
To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low. 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  these  heavenly  arms  subdu'd; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 

And  hates  the  doctrine  ot  the  cross. 

6  Great  King  of  grace  !  my  heart  subdue ; 
I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 

A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  sing  the  victories  of  his  word. 

HYMN  65.      L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 

'HPWAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

.1  The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  : 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirm'd  the  messages  they  brought ; 
The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  : 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind : 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 


408  HYMN   66,  67. 

HYMN  66.      C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Abraham's  Blessing  on  the  Gentiles.    Gen  xvii  7.     Rom.  xv   8.    Mark  x.  U. 

HOW  large  the  promise,  how  divine. 
To  Abra'm  and  his  seed  t 
Til  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need. 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  given ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms; 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways ! 

His  love  endures  the  same  : 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

HYMN  67.     CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  same.    Rom  xi   16,  17 

GENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 
To  the  wild  olive  wood  : 
Grace  takes  us  from  the  barren  tree, 
And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 

2  With  the  same  blessing  grace  endows 

The  Gentile  and  the  Jew ; 

If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 

Such  are  the  branches  too. 

3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  saints 

Be  dedicate  to  God ; 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 
And  wash  them  in  thy  blood. 

4  Thus  to  the  parents,  and  their  seed., 

Shall  thy  salvation  comeP 


HYMN  68,  69.  409 

And  num'rous  households  meet  at  last, 
In  one  eternal  home. 

HYMN  68.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Christ's  1 nvitation  to  Sinners:  or,  Humility  and  Pride.     Matt.  xi.  28— 30 

COME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
Ye  heavy  laden  sinners  come, 
"  I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
"  And  raise  you  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

2  "  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me  ; 

"  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 
"  But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
"  And  pride  is  restless  as  the,  wind. 

3  "  Bless'd  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

"  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ! 
"  My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

Ci  My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

HYMN  69.     C.  M.      Steele. 

The  Saviour's  Invitation.    John  vii.  37. 

THE  Saviour  calls-— let  every  ear, 
Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
To  banish  mortal  wo. 

3  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise 

To  ease  your  every  pain, 
(Immortal  fountain !  full  supplies !) 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 


210  HYMN  70,  71. 

4  Ye  sinners,  come.  '  tis  mercy's  voice, 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys — 
And  can  you  yet  delay! 

5  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts, 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly ; 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink  and  never  die. 

HYMN   70.       L.   M.      Steel* 


le. 

Weary  Sov.lt  invited  to  rist.    Matt.  xi.  28. 


COME,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest, 
Come  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest : 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load ; 
O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  abroad  ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 
To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace  ! 

Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

Dear  Saviour  ;  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
And  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

HYMN  71.      CM.      Fawcett. 

Let  the  JVicked  fo.<ake  his  Way,  8rc     Isiiah  Iv.  7. 

SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 
'Tis  Mercy  speaks  to-day; 


HYMN  72.  2n 

He  calls  you  by  his  sov  reign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell ; 

Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  immortal  wo ! 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live, 

Through  his  abounding  grace  ; 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  sin; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

7  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts ; 

He  pardons  like  a  God; 
He  will  forgive  your  num  'rous  faults, 
Through  a  Redeemer's  blood. 

HYMN   72.      S.   M.      Dr.  Watts. 


Christ's  Commission. 


T)  AISE  your  triumphant  songs, 
J-t  To  an  immortal  tune; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love, 
Its  chief  Beloved  chose. 


412  HYMN  73. 

And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

No  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  Twas  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardon  down 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 
Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offer 'd  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call; 

We  lay  a  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  his  name. 

HYMN    73.      L.  M       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Jpostles''  Commission  ;  or,  the  Gospel  attested  by  Miracles.     Mark  svi   15,  See.    Matt  • 
xxviii.  18,  &c 

u  f^  O  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 
u  \J  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive: 
"  He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  word 
"  And  he  condemn'd  that  won't  believe. 

%  "  [111  make  your  great  commission  known, 
"  And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
"  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
u  By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do." 

"  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 
"  Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name ; 
u  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid. 
u  Tho'  Greeks  reproach  and  Jews  blas- 
pheme."] 


HYMN    74.  413 

4 .""  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, 
"  I'm  with  vou  till  the  world  shall  end; 
"  All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 
"  I  can  destroy,  and  can  defend." 

5  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head, 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode ; 
They  to  the  furthest  nations  spread 
The  grace  of  heir  ascended  God. 

HYMN  74.       C    M.       Dr  Watts. 

of  God's  Decrtfs 

IET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
^  Aoas'd  before  their  God  : 
Whatever  his  sovereign  voice  has  form'd 
He  governs  with  a  nod. 

2  [Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought ; 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  his  thought. 

3  There's  not  a  sparrow,  nor  a  wTorm, 

But's  found  in  his  decrees  ; 
He  raises  monarchs  to  their  throne, 
And  sinks  them  as  he  please.] 

4  If  light  attends  the  course  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  those  rays ; 
And  'tis  his  hand  that  hides  my  sun, 
If  darkness  cloud  my  days. 

5  Yet  1  would  not  be  much  concern 'd, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  see 
The  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 
What  month's  are  writ  for  me, 

6  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life. 

O.  may  I  read  my  name 
Among  the  chosen  of  his  love, 
The  foliowrers  of  the  Lamb ! 
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414  HYMN   75. 

HYMN    75.     L.    M.     Dr.  Watts. 

Election  sovereign  and  free     Rom.  ix.  21— 24. 

BEHOLD  the  potter  and  the  clay, 
He  forms  his  vessel  as  he  please; 
Such  is  our  God,  and  such  are  we, 
The  subjects  of  his  just  decrees. 

2  Doth  not  the  workman's  .power  extend 

O'er  all  the  mass,  which  part  to  choose 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end, 
And  which  to  leave  for  viler  use  ? 

3  [May  not  the  sovereign  Lord  on  high 

Dispense  his  favours  as  he  will, 
-Choose  some  to  life,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  just  and* gracious  still  ?] 

4  What  if,  to  make  his  terror  known, 

He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
Suffering  vile  rebels  to  go  on, 

And  seal  their  own  destruction  sure : 

5  What  if  he  means  to  show  his  grace, ' 

And  his  electing  love  employs 
To  mark  out  some  of  mortal  race, 

And  form  them  tit  for  heavenly  joys? 

6  Shall  man  reply  against  the  Lord, 

And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjust, 
The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 
Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust? 

7  But,  O  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight, 
Yet  still  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 

8  Then  shall  he  make  his  justice  known, 
And  the  whole  world,  before  his  throne, 
With  joy,  or  terror,  shall  confess 

The  glory  of  his  righteousness. 


HYMN   76,  77.  415 

HYMN  76.      CM.      Dr.  Watts. 

Salvati  n  by  Grace      Titus  iii.  4—7. 

T   ORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 
J-^  How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ! 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  O  my  soul,  for  ever  praise, 

For  ever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame.] 

3  5Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done ; 
But  we  are  sav'd  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son. 

4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  souls  are  wash'd  from  sin. 

5  'Tis  through  the  purchase  of  his  death. 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew, 

And  justified  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 

HYMN  77.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Salvation  by  Grace  in  Christ.     2  Tim   i.  9.  !0. 

NOW  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 
Be  everlasting  honours  given  ; 
He  saves  from  hell  (we  bless  his  name) 
He  calls  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven, 
2  Nor  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 

But  of  his  own  abundant  grace 


416  HYMN    78. 

He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 

3  'Twas  his  own  purpose  that  begun 

To  rescue  rebels  doom'd  to  die  : 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus  the  Lord  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known  ; 
Declares  the  great  transactions  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 

5  He  died  ;  and  in  that  dreadful  night 

Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy  : 
Rising  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 

HYMN  78.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

God  glorious,  and  Sinntrs  saved.    Isaiah  xliv.  23. 

FATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines! 
How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

2  [Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
To  show  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet.] 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 
In  their  divinest  forms  ; 

4  Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  reverend  awe  ; 

We  love  and  we  adore  ; 
The  first  Archangel  never  saw 
So  much  of  God  before. 

5  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 


HYMN  79.  417 

Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone. 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

6  fWhen  sinners  broke  the  Father's  laws, 

The  dying  Son  atones  ; 
O,  the  dear  mysteries  of  his  cross  ! 
The  triumph  of  his  groans  !] 

7  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

8  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

HYMN    79.       S.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Salvation,  Righteousness,  and  Strength  in  Christ 

THE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 
His  Godhead  from  his  throne  ; 
Mercy  and  justice  are  the  names 
By  which  1  will  be  known. 

2  Ye  dying  souls,  that  sit 

In  darkness  and  distress, 
Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit 
To  my  recovering  grace. 

3  Sinners  shall  hear  the  sound  ; 

Their  thankful  tongues  shall  own, 
Our  righteousness  and  strength  is  found 
In  thee,  the  Lord,  alone. 

4  In  thee  shall  Israel  trust, 

And  see  their  guilt  forgiven  ; 
God  will  pronounce  the  sinners  just. 
And  take  the  saints  to  heaven. 
35* 


418  HYMN  80,  81. 

HYMN  80.       C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

The  different  Sncc-s  of  the  Gospel.     1  Cor.  i  2?,  24.     2  Cor.  ii.  |6      1  Cor.  iii.  6,  7. 

C1HRIST  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme; 
'  The  mysteries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlighten 'd  from  above 

With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Shine  in  their  d37ing  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savour  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  'Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  A  polios  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

HYMN  81.       C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Regeneration      John  i    13.  and  iii.  3,  kc 

NPT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth. 
Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace  ; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new.  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh, 
New-models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quicken 'd  souls  awake  and  rise 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death  ; 


HYMN  82,  83.  41? 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes; 
And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

HYMN  82.       CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  new  Creation. 

ATTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
Doth  his  own  glories  shew  : 
Behold  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 
Creating  all  tilings  new.  , 

2  Nature  and  sin  are  pass 'd  away. 

And  the  old  Adam  dies  ; 
My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay. 
See  the  new  ivorld  arise  ! 

3  Til  be  a  sun  of  righteousness 

To  the  new  hearens  I  make  : 
None  but  the  new-born  heirs  of  grace 
My  glories  shall  partake. 

4  Mighty  Redeemer  !  set  me  free 

From  my  old  state  of  sin  ; 

O,  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee, 

Create  new  powers  within. 

5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears^       > 

And  mould  my  heart  afresh  : 
Give  me  new  passions,  joys  and  fears, 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 

6  F^ir  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell: 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made, 
I  would  for  ever  dwell. 

HYMN  83.       S.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

1  John  iii    ',  kc     Gal  iv.  6. 

BEHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  has  bestow'd 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God! 


420  HYMN    84. 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 

That  we  should  be  unknown ; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King 
God's  everlasting  Son 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  weli  endure, 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin., 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Fathers  love 

I  share  a  filial  part. 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove. 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne; 
My  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

HYMN  84.       L,  M.       Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Christians  the  Sons  of  Got!     John  i.  12.     1  John  iii.   1. 

lVJ"OT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 

i-^l    Who  boast  the  honours  of  their  birth 

Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 

As  those  who  bear  the  christian  name. 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heaven; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  thefcky. 

3  [On  them,  a  happy,  chosen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richest  grace : 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  stamps  his  image  on  their  hearts. 


HYMN  85.  421 

4  Their  infant  cries,  their  tender  age, 
His  pity  and  his  love  engage  : 

He  clasps  them  in  his  arms,  and  there 
Secures  them  with  parental  care.] 

5  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go ; 
Whispers  instruction  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  binds. 

6  When  through  temptations  they  rebel, 
His  chastening  rod  he  makes  them  feel ; 
Then,  with  a  Father's  tender  heart. 

He  soothes  the  pain  and  heals  the  smart. 

7  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply. 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye, 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above,, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

8  If  IVethe  honour,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  numerous  family, 
On  me  the  gracious  gift  bestow, 
To  call  thee.  Abba,  Father!  too. 

9  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  : 

Whilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likeness  in  my  face. 

HYMN  85.      C.  M.       Cowper. 

Walking nith  God      Gen   v   24 

OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
And  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul -refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 


422  HYMN  86. 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy 'd! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn^ 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whateer  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  86.      L.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Rtlieiun  vain  rrWiovt  Love      1  Cor.  xiii.  1,  2,  3. 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  (  distribute  all  my  store 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  : 

4  If  love  to  God.  and  love  to  men, 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal. 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 


HYMN  87,  88.  423 

'HYMN  87.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Self-ri  kteovsness  insufficient 

*<  YJIJ  HERE  are  the  mourners/'*  saith 

t  ▼  the  Lord, 

"  That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word, 
"  That  walk  in  darkness  all  the  day  ? 
"  Come,  make  my  name  your  trust  and  stay* 

2  "  [No  works,  nor  duties  of  your  own, 
"  Can  for  the  smallest  sin  atone  ; 

"  tThe  robes  that  nature  may  provide, 
"  Will  not  your  least  pollutions  hide. 

3  "  The  softest  couch  that  nature  knows, 
"  Can  give  the  conscience  no  repose  : 
u  Look  to  my  righteousness  and  live ; 

"  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give.] 

4  "  Ye  sons  of  pride  that  kindle  coals, 

"  With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  souls, 
"  Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
"  Enjoy  the  spark  that  ye  desire. 

0  "  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands, 
"  Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands  ; 
"  Ye  shall  lie  down  in  sorrow  there, 
"  In  death,  in  darkness  and  despair/' 

HYMN  88.     C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Christian  Virtue  ;  or,  tht  Difficulty  nf  Conversion. 

STRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake,  and  die. 
2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Passion  suppfess'd,  and  patience  tried  t 
And  vain  desires  subdu'd. 


Isaiah  1.  10,  II.  t  Isaiah  xxviii.  20, 


424  HYMN    89. 

S  [Flesh  is  a  dangerous  foe  to  grace, 
Where  it  prevails  and  rule*  ; 
Flesh  must  be  humbled,  prid e  abas'd, 
Lest  they  destroy  our  souls.] 

4  The  love  of  gold  be  banish/d  hence, 

(That  vile  idolatry) 
And  every  member,  every  sense, 
In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  power, 

Requires  a  strong  restraint ; 
We  must  be  watchful  every  hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

6  Lord  !  can  a  feeble,  helpless  wrorm 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard  ■ 
Thy  grace  must  all  my  work  perform, 
And  give  the  free  reward. 

HYMN  89.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts'  Sermons. 

Sins  and  Sorrows  laid  before  God.    Job  xxiii.  3,  4. 

OTHAT  I  knew  the  secret  place, 
Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 
Td  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  mv  sins  arise, 

What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  grace  decays  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God : 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones ; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 


HYMN    90.  42 j 

5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 
And  banish  every  fear  ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 

HYMN  90.       L.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

ah  prestrvid  in  the  Ark  and  the  B  duverin  Christ.     \  Pet    iii.  20.1. 

THE  deluge,  at  th'  Almighty's  call, 
In  what  impetuous  streams  it  fell! 
Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 

2  In  vain  the  tallest  sons  of  pride 

Fled  from  the  close  pursuing  wave, 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  towers  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape  nor  courage  save, 

3  How  dire  the  wreck !  how  loud  the  roar ! 

How  shrill  the  universal  cry 
Of  millions  in  the  last  despair, 

Re-echo'd  from  the  lowering  sky ! 

4  Yet  Noah,  humble,  happy  saint, 

Surrounded  with  the  chosen  few, 
Sat  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 

And  sang  the  grace  that  steer'd  him  thro9, 

5  So  I  may  sing,  in  Jesus  safe, 

While  storms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall, 
Conscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  tix'd, 
Beyond  what  -hakes  this  earthly  balk 

6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 

Nor  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat; 
Then  the  wide  flood,  which  buries  earth, 
Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  seat. 

7  Nor  wreck  nor  ruin  there  is  seen  ; 

There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls ; 

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126  hymn  91,  92. 

But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne 
Seals  endless  life  to  all  their  souls. 

HYMN  91.      L.  Iff:     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Perseverance  desired. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Thou  hast  redeem 'd  me  with  thy  blood 
By  ties  both  nat'ral  and  divine 
I  am,  and  ever  will  be  thine. 

2  But  ah  !  should  my  inconstant  heart, 
Ere  I'm  aware,  from  thee  depart, 
What  dire  reproach  would  fall  on  me, 
For  such  ingratitude  to  thee ! 

3  The  thought  I  dread   the  crime  I  hate, 
The  guilt,  the  shame,  I  deprecate  : 
And  yet  so  mighty  are  my  foes 

I  dare  not  trust  my  warmest  vows. 

4  Pity  my  frailty,  dearest  Lord  ; 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford  ; 
O  steel  this  timorous  heart  of  mine 
With  fortitude  and  love  divine. 

5  So  shall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears, 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears  ; 
So  shall  I  to  the  world  proclaim 
The  honours  of  the  Christian  name. 

HYMN  92.     S.  M.       Rippon. 

Salvation  by  Grace,  from  the  first  tqAast      Epli  ii.  5. 

GRACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound  ; 
Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  a  way 
To  save  rebellions  man, 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 


HYMN  93-  4T 

3  [Grace  first  inscribed  my  name 

In  God's  eternal  book  ; 
Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  LamL 
Who  all  my  sorrows  took.] 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

5  [Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray , 

And  made  my  eyes  o'erflow : 
'Twas  Grace  that  kept  me  to  this  day. 
And  will  not  let  me  go.] 

6  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

HYMN  93.      C  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Breathing  aftertht  Ho'y  Spirit ;  or,  fervency  of  D(Vot;on  desired 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers. 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  : 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  son^s, 

T  •  ' 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise : 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  ns  so  great  ? 


5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Come  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

HYMN  94.      L.  M.      B . 

Prayer  fur  the  Ivflvencts  'f  the  Spi  V. 

COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  dove. 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O  er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  every  sin  and  hurtful  snare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word  that  rules  must  give. 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

4  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God : 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

5  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  bless'd  ; 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss. 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

HYMN  95.      L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit 

EXTERNAL  Spirit!  we  confess, 
i  And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  : 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  dav  : 


HYMN    96,  97.  429 

Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
Our  wild  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice, 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys, 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surge's  of  the  mind. 

HYMN  96       C.  M.      Dr    Watts. 

The  witnessing  and  sealing  Spirit     Rom.  viii    14. .16.    Eph.  i  13,  14 

WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
Go  mourning  all  their  days? 
Great  Comforter  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints^ 
And  show  my  sins  forgiv'n  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  : 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove^ 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

HYMN  97.     L.  M.      Rippon. 

The  b'fiutnce  of  the  Spirit 

AS  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown; 
Jesus  shall  shed  his  blessings  down, 
Crown'd  with  whose  life-infusing  drops, 
Earth  shall  renew  her  blissful  crops. 

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2  Lands  that  beneath  a  burning  sky 
Have  long  been  desolate  and  dry, 
Th' effusions  of  his  love  shall  share, 
And  sudden  greens  and  herbage  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rains  in  all  their  store, 
Drenching  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

4  As  in  soft  silence  vernal  showers 
Descend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers^ 
So  in  the  secrecy  of  love 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

5  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confin'd 
To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind, 
'Till  earth's  wnde  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  young  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

HYMN  98.      L.  M.       Steele. 

The  Iiflu  nces  of  the  Spirit  Experienced.     John  *i--.  '(5. 17. 

DEAR  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 
In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ? 
Unworthy  dwelling!  glorious  Guest! 
Favour  astonishing,  divine! 

2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 

And  hope  almost  expires  in  night, 
Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 

Great  spring  of  comfort,  life  and  light? 

3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh  ; 

'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 


HYMN  99.  431 

4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 

Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice, 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice? 

5  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 

With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires ; 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine, 

Which  animates  these  strong  desires? 

6  What  less  than  thine  Almighty  word 

Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
j\jy  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust? 

7  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 

"  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace/' 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

8  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart, 

For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love, 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

HYMN   99.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Conviction  of  &  n  by  t'.e    an>      Horn.  vi  8  9    14,  24 

LORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 
I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright, 

But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appear'd  but  small  before, 

'Till  terribly  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 


432  HYMN    1UU,  1U1. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load  : 

My  sins  reviv'd  again  : 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain, 

5  I'm  like  a  helpless  captive  sold, 

Under  the  power  of  sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would,. 
Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean. 

6  My  God.  I  cry  with  every  breath 

For  some  kind  power  to  save, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  deaths 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 

HYMN  100.      L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Pharisee  an4  Publican.    Luke  x»  iii    10,  &c. 

BEHOLD  how  sinners  disagree, 
The  Publican  and  Pharisee ! 
One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim. 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands; 
That  boldlv  rises  near  the  throne, 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  knows. 
And  different  answers  he  bestows  ; 

The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
While  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee ; 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own, 

But  plead  the  sufferings  of  thy  Son. 

HYMN  101,       S.  M.       Dr  WTatts. 

Repentance  from  a  sense  -ft. vine  goodness  ;  or, a  complaint  of  ingratitude 

IS  this  the  kind  return, 
Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe, 


HYMN    102.  433 

Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Has  sin  reduc'd  our  mind ! 
What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we. 
And  God  as  strangely  kind ! 

3  [On  us  he  bids  the  sun 

Shed  his  reviving  rays ; 
For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  necks  to  men  ; 
But  we  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign.] 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 
Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone. 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes, 
And  hourly  as  new  mercies  fall, 

Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

HYMN    102.       CM.      Dr   Watts. 

The  repenting  Prodigal      Luke  xv.   13.  fee  p 

IJEHOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and  wine, 
-*   Had  wasted  his  estate, 
He  begs  a  share  amongst  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat ! 

2  "  I  die  with  hunger  here/'  he  cries, 

ct  I  starve  in  foreign  lands  ; 
My  Father's  house  has  large  supplies, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  I'll  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue, 

Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 


434  HYMN     1UO. 

Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong, 
Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace." 

4  He  said,  and  hasten 'd  to  his  home, 

To  seek  his  Father's  love : 
The  Father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embrao'd  and  kiss'd  his  son  ; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  "  Take  off' his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin/' 

(The  Father  gives  command.) 
"  Dress  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain, 

Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  : 
My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again  ; 
Was  lost,  and  now  is  found." 

HYMN  103.      C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Sincerity  and  ffypoc.-isy  ;  or    Formuti'y  in  Worship.     John  iv.  ?A.     Psalm  cxxxix  23,  24. 

GOD  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 
He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honour  can  appear, 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known, 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bended  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways 

And  make  my  soul  sincere , 


HYMN  104.  435 

Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face. 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

HYMN    104.       CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

A  Living  and  a  Dead  Faith,  col'ected  from  several  Scripture;. 

VTISTAKEN  souls !  that  dream  of  heaven, 
I  And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead, 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ  the  living  head. 

\  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart ; 
'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
Ail  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

[  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 
By  a  celestial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 

I  [Faith  must  obey  her  Father's  will, 
As  well  as  trust  his  grace  ; 
A  pardoning  God  i«  jealous  still 
For  his  own  holiness. 

6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free, 

He  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 

7  His  spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  seals  our  peace  with  God : 
Jesus  and  his  sanation  came 
By  water  and  by  blood.] 


436  HYMN  105. 

HYMN  105.      C.   M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Characters  of  the  Children  of  God,  from  several  Scriptures. 

SO  new-born  babes  desire  the  breast 
To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive ; 
So  saints  with  joy  the  gospel  taste, 
And  by  the  gospel  live. 

2  [With  inward  gust  their  heart  approves 

All  that  the  word  relates ; 
They  love  the  men  their  Father  loves, 
And  hate  the  works  he  hates.] 

3  [Not  all  the  flattering  baits  on  earth 

Can  make  them  staves  to  lust ; 
They  cant  forget  their  heavenly  birth, 
Nor  grovei  in  the  dust. 

4  Not  all  the  chains  that  tyrants  use 

Shall  bind  their  souls  in  vice  : 
Faith,  like  a  conqueror,  can  produce 
A  thousand  victories.] 

5  [Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  seed, 

Abides  and  reigns  within ; 
Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  sons  of  God  to  sin.] 

6  [Not  by  the  terrors  of  a  slave 

Do  they  perform  his  will, 
But  with  the  noblest  powers  they  have 
His  sweet  commands  fulfil.] 

7  They  find  access  at  every  hour, 

To  God  within  the  veil ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quickening  power 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 

8  O  happy  souls !  O  glorious  state 

Of  overflowing  grace ! 
To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  seat, 
And  see  his  lovely  face ! 


HYMN    10S.  437 

9  Lord,  I  address  thy  heavenly  throne  ; 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine, 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 

10  There  shed  thy  choicest  love  abroad^ 

And  make  my  comforts  strong ; 
Then  shall  I  say,  my  Father,  God, 
With  an  unwavering  tongue. 

HYMN   106,       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Parting  with  carnal  Joys. 

MY  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight. 
And  bids  the  world  farewell ; 
Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 
And  mischievous  as  hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love, 

Nor  seek  your  friendship  more  ; 
The  happiness  that  I  approve 
Is  not  within  your  power. 

3  There's  nothing  in  this  dull  abode 

That  suits  my  large  desire ; 
To  boundless  joy  and  lasting  good 
My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 

4  [Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood 

From  sin  and  dross  refin'd, 
Still  springing  from  the  throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cheer  the  mind. 

5  Th'  almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere,     • 

The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  all-sufficience  there 
To  make  our  bliss  complete.] 

6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  climb  the  heavenly  road ; 
There  sits  my  Saviour  drest  in  love, 
And  there  mv  smiling  God. 
v     37 


133  HYMN  107,  108. 

HYMN  107.      C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Love  to  God. 

HAPPY  the  heart,  where  graces  reign, 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too, 
But  devils  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 

HYMN  108.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Vanity  of  Creatures  ;  or   no  Rest  on  Earth. 

MAN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires, 
He  burns  within  with  restless  fires ; 
Tost  to  and  fro  his  passions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind ; 
We  try  new  pleasures,  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

3  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 

We  shift  from  side  to  side  by  turns ; 


HYMN    lUy,  11U.  439 

And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God  !  subdue  this  vicious  thirst, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust ; 
Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd. 

HYMN  109.      CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

Submission  to  afflictive  Providences.    Job  i.  21. 

"]VJ"AKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
-L^l    And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  short  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives  and  (blessed  be  his  name !) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions  then, 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

HYMN  110.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Humble  cnlightt  ncd ,  and  carnal  Reason  humbled  ;  or,  the  Sovereignty  if  Grac*.    Luke 

X   21,  2^. 

THERE  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoicd, 
And  spoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praise  : 
"  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
"  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heavens,  and  seaSc 


u 


440  HYMN   111. 

2  "  I  thank  thy  sovereign  power  and  love, 
"  That  crowns  my  doctrine  jvith  success  : 
"  And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 
u  The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of 

grace. 

3  "  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd, 
From  men  of  prudence  and  of  wit ; 
The  prince  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes, 
And  their  own  pride  resists  the  light. 

"  Father,  'tis  thus,  because  thy  will 
'  Chose  and  ordain'd  it  should  be  so  ; 
'Tis  thy  delight  t' abase  the  proud. 
And  lay  the  haughty  scorner  low. 

5  "  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right. 
"  But  those  who  learn  it  from  the  Son ; 

"  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd 

"  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known." 

6  Then  let  our  souls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  graces  as  he  please ; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 
Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees. 

HYMN  111.       CM.      Dr.  Walts. 

Junctions  an  i  Dea'h  under  Providtncc.     Job  v.  6,  7,  8. 

TV^OT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 
-i.^    Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance  ; 
Yet  we  are  bom  to  cares  and  woes  : 
A  sad  inheritance ! 

2  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals. 

And  still  are  upwards  borne  ; 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 
And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  cause, 

And  trust  his  promis'd  grace ; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  laws 
Of  love  and  righteousness. 


Not  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore, 

Shall  spoil  my  future  peace, 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 

Than  what  my  Father  please. 

HYMN   112.      L.  If.       Dr.  Watts. 

Holiness  and  Grace.     Titus  ii.  10-13. 

SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour,  God  ; 
AY  hen  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
Whilst  justice,  temperance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 
Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word, 

HYMN  113.       L.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 


T  u  Christian  Race     Isa.  si.  28—31. 


AWAKE  our  souls,  (away  our  fears, 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone.) 
Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 

But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 

That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint : 

37* 


442  HYMN    114. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new.  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road, 

HYMN   114.      C.  Itf.       Dr.  Watts. 

Spiritual  Apparel,  (viz  )  the  Rohtof  Rig/rfcousntfs,  and  C;rmcnts  of  Salvation  Isa.  lxi   10 

AWAKE  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue, 
Prepare  a  tuneful  voice ; 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorn 'd  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine ; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  this  heavenly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear  ! 
These  ornaments  how  bright  they  shine! 
How  white  the  garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love; 

And  hope  and  every  grace  ; 
But  Jesus  spent  his  liie,  to  work 
The  robe  of  righteousness. 


HYMN    llO,  lib.  44$ 

6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array'd 
By  the  great  sacred  Three  ! 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 

HYMN  115.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Lov    >:nd  Charity.     I  Cor.  xiii  2—12. 

LET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
Their  faith  and  zeal  declare ; 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  haste  ; 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  [Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 

She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong.] 

4  [She  ne'er  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  that  climb] 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 

To  seek  her  neighbour's  good  ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power, 

In  all  the  realms  above ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

HYMN  116.      L.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

We,  walk  by  Faith,  not  by  Sight. 

9nniS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 
A    We  walk  thro*  deserts  dark  as  night. 


444  HYMN  117. 

Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home ; 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies. 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
Though  lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abrahm,  by  divine  command. 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land. 
And  fir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

HYMN  117.       C.  M.       Dr   Watts. 

Unfruitfulnets,  Ignorance,  nrid  vn sanctified  Affections. 

IONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
J  Of  thy  salvation,  Lord! 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found. 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  memory  can  retain  ! 

3  [My  hope,  my  portion,  and  my  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 
And  blessings  of  thy  throne  '] 

4  [How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love ! 

.  How  negligent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above  ! 
How  few  affections  there ! 

5  Great  God!  thy  sovereign  power  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 


t±x mix   no.  445 

Write  thy  salvation  in  my  hearty 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

6  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die.] 

HYMN  118.     C.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

Being  in  the  Fear  of  God  all  the  Day  Ions.     Pro  v.  xxiii.  17. 

THRICE  happy  souls,  who,  born  of  heaven. 
While  yet  they  sojourn  here. 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 

Prevent  the  dawning  day  ; 
And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o'er, 
And  praise  thy  name  and  pray. 

3  'Midst  hourly  cares  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne ; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

4  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  sought : 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

5  When  to  laborious  duties  call'd, 

Or  by  temptations  tried, 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings. 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

6  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidst  the  social  band. 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

7  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  head* 

On  thy  paternal  breast ; 


446  HYMN    119. 

And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Resign  our  powers  to  rest. 

8  In  solid,  pure  delights,  like  these, 
Let  all  my  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last. 

HYMN   119.       L.    M.      Dr.  Watts' Sermons. 

Gravity  and  Decency 

BEHOLD  the  sons,  the  heirs  of  God, 
So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  ! 
Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys, 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 

Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time,  and  waste  the  day  ? 

3  Doth  vain  discourse,  or  empty  mirth 
Well  suit  the  honours  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire  ? 

4  What  if  we  wear  the  richest  vest, 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  drest ; 
This  flesh,  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Must  drop  to  dust,  and  feed  the  worms. 

5  Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher ; 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire ; 
Then  with  a  heaven-directed  eye, 

We'll  pass  these  glittering  trifles  by. 

6  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  such  disdain  as  angels  do  ; 
And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rise 
To  mansions  promis'd  in  the  skies. 


HYMN    120,  121.  44 

HYMN  120.      L.  M.      Rippon. 

LiberaliU  ;  or.  tht  D\ty  and  Pltaturts  of  BenevoU 

OWHAT  stupendous  merry  shines 
Around  the  Majesty  of  heaven  ? 
Rebels  he  deigns  to  call  his  sons. 
Their  souls  renew 'd,  their  sins  forgiven. 

%  Go,  imitate  the  grace  divine, 
The  grace  that  blazes  like  a  sun  ; 
Hold  forth  your  fair,  though  feeble  light. 
Through  ail  your  lives  let  mercy  run. 

3  Upon  your  bounty's  willing  wings, 
Swift  let  the  great  salvation  fly  ; 
The  hungry  feed,  the  naked  clothe, 
To  pain  and  sickness  help  apply. 

4  Pity  the  weeping  widow's  wo, 
And  be  her  counsellor  and  stay  ; 
Adopt  th    fatherless,  and  smooth 
To  useful,  happy  life,  his  way. 

5  Let  age,  with  want  and  weakness  bow'd. 
Your  bowels  of  compassion  move  ; 

Let  e'en  your  enemies  be  bless'd, 
Their  hatred  reeompens'd  with  love. 

6  When  all  is  done,  renounce  your  deeds, 
Renounce  self-righteousness  with  scorn; 
Thus  will  you  glorify  your  God, 

And  thus  the  christian  name  adorn. 

HYMN  121.       CM.       Dr    Doddridge. 

L'.v-  to  dot  N     -  bovr;  <r.  t~.t  Good  S'*a»r  tan.    Luke  s    29-37. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace. 
A!l  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 
That  generous  pleasure  know ; 


448  HYMN    122. 

Kindly  to  share  in  others  joy, 
And  weep  for  others  wo. 

3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  man, 

When  throned  above  the  skies ; 
And  'midst  th'  embraces  of  his  God, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground ; 
And  shed  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

HVMN  122.       S.  M.      Fawcett. 

Livt  to  the  Brfthrtn. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain, 
But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  hearty 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way ; 


HYMN  123    124.  449 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 

Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN  123.       S.  M.      Beddome. 

Christian  Love     Gal  iii   28. 

IET  party-names  no  more 
-^  The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell! 

Be  banish 'd  far  awav ; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above, 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow. 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

HYMN  124.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Love  and  Haired.     Phil   ii.  2.     Eph.  iv  30,  *cc 

NOW,  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 
His  sharp  distress,  his  sore  complaints, 
By  his  last  groans,  his  dying  bipod, 
I  charge  my  soul  to  love  the  saints. 
2  Clamour,  and  wrath,  and  war  be  gone, 
Envy  and  spite  for  fever  cease  ; 
Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  known 
Among  the  saints,  the  sons  of  peace. 
38 


4oO  HYMN    125,  126. 

8  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  th' realms  of  noise  and  strife 
Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
Who  seals  our  souls  to  heavenly  life. 

4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 
Through  all  our  lives  let  merry  run  :  , 
So  God  forgives  our  numerous  faults, 
For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son. 

HYMN  125.      L.  M.      Dr.  S.  Stennett. 


Pride  laimntcd. 


OFT  have  I  turn'd  mine  eye  within, 
And  brought  to  light  some  latent  sin 
But  pride,  the  vice  I  most  detest, 
Still  lurks  securely  in  my  breast. 

9  Here  with  a  thousand  arts  she  tries 
To  dress  me  in  a  fair  disguise, 
To  make  a  guilty,  wretched  worm 
Put  on  an  angel's  brightest  form. 

3  She  hides  my  follies  from  mine  eyes. 
And  lifts  my  virtues  to  the  skies  ; 
And  while  the  specious  tale  she  tells. 
Her  own  deformity  conceals. 

4  Rend,  O  my  God,  the  veil  away, 
Bring  forth  the  monster  to  the  day : 
Expose  her  hideous  form  to  view, 
And  all  her  restless  power  subdue. 

5  So  shall  humility  divine 

Again  possess  this  heart  of  mine ; 
And  form  a  temple  for  my  God, 
Which  he  will  make  his  lov'd  abode. 

HYMN  126.      CM.       Newton. 

'Reme   brand  of  happier  Days. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviours  pardoning  blood 


HYMN  T27.  451 

Applied,  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt. 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd. 

His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue  : 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed. 
His  love  was  all  mv  song;. 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles 

The  wrorld  no  more  could  charm  ; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  smi!e.-: 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

4  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord. 

And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  cail'd  each  promise  mine. 

5  Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke 

Of  what  his  love  had  done  ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke^ 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 

6  NowT  when  the  evening  shade  prevails 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals. 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

7  My  prayers  are  now  an  empty  noise. 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face  : 
I  read,  the  promise  meets  my  eyes. 
But  wTill  not  reach  mv  case. 

8  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail , 

And  make  my  soul  his  prey  : 
Yet,  Lord ,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail  : 
O  come  without  delay. 

HYMN  127.     C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Pilgrlr-.age  of  the  Saints  }  or.  Earth  end  Heaven. 

LORD !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this. 
That  yields  us  no  supply. 


152  HYMN    127. 

No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees. 
Nor  streams  of  living  joy. 

2  But  piercing  thorns  through  all  the  ground, 

And  mortal  poisons  grow, 
And  all  the  rivers  that  are  found, 
With  dangerous  waters  flow. 

3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 

Lies  through  this  weary  land  ; 
Lord  !  we  would  keep  that  heavenly  road, 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

4  [Our  souls  shall  tread  the  desert  through 

Y\  ith  undiverted  feet ; 
And  faith  and  flaming  zeal  subdue 
The  terrors  that  we  meet.] 

5  [A  thousand  savage  beasts  of  prey 

Around  the  forest  roam ; 
But  Judah's  lion  guards  the  way, 
And  guides  the  strangers  home.] 

6  [Long  nights  and  darkness  dwell  below, 

With  scarce  a  twinkling  ray  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go 
Is  everlasting  day  ] 

7  [By  glimmering  hopes  and  gloomy  fears, 

We  trace  the  sacred  road, 
Thro'  dismal  deeps  and  dangerous  snares 
We  make  our  way  to  God.] 

8  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 

But  we  march  upward  still, 
Forget  these  troubles  of  the  way. 
And  reach  at  Zion's  hill. 

9  [See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates. 

Inviting  us  to  come  ; 
There  Jesus  the  forerunner  waits. 
To  welcome  travellers  home.] 


HYMN  128.  45 

10  There  on  the  hiiJs  of  life  and  peace 

Our  raptur'd  souls  shall  dwell, 
Our  toils  recount,  our  Saviour  bless, 
And  all  his  triumphs  tell. 

11  [No  vain  discourse  shall  fill  our  tongue. 

Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear  ; 
Infinite  grace  shail  be  our  song, 
And  God  rejoice  to  hear] 

12  Eternal  glory  to  the  King 

That  brought  us  safely  through  ; 
Our  tongue  shall  never  cease  to  sing. 
And  endless  praise  renew. 

HYMN   128.      CM.      Dr.  Watts. 

Back'lid'ngs.  and  Returns  ;  or,  tht  I  c  nslancy  of  our  Love. 

\\JHY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 
V  y     My  God,  my  chief  delight  ? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night? 

2  [Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove? 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ?] 

3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savour  of  thv  grace, 
Fondly  I  hope  I  ne'er  shall  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 

The  flattering  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste. 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  [Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art, 

With  fair  deceitful  charms, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtless  heart, 
And  thrust  me  from  thine  arms.] 
38* 


454  HYMN  129. 

6  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  soul. 

That  I   ho. ild  leave  thee  so  ; 
Where  wili  those  wild  affections  roll 
That  let  the  %Saviour  go  ? 

7  [Sin's  promised  joys  are  turn'd  to  pain. 

And  I  am  drown'd  in  grief; 
But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again, 
He  flies  to  my  relief. 

8  Seizing  my  soul  with  sweet  surprise., 

He  draws  with  loving  bands ; 
Divine  compassion  in  his  eyes, 
And  pardon  in  his  hands.] 

9  [Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus* 

In  chase  of  false  delight! 
Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cross, 
Rather  than  lose  thy  sight.] 

JO  [Make  haste,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goal 
And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul, 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  breast] 

HYMN  129.       C    M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Presumption  and.  Despair:  or,  Satan' s  various  Temptations. 

I  HATE  the  tempter  and  his  charms, 
I  hate  his  flattering  breath : 
The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms 
To  cheat  our  souls  to  death. 

2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams^ 

Or  kills  with  slavish  fear ; 
And  hoids  us  still  in  wide  extremes, 
Presumption  or  despair. 

3  Now  he  persuades,  "  how  easy  'tis 

"  To  walk  the  road  to  heaven  ;" 
Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  cries, 
[[  They  cannot  be  forgiven  " 


HYMN  130.  45b 

4  [He  bids  young  sinners.  "  yet  forbear 

«  To  think  of  God  or  death  ; 
"  For  prayer  and  devotion  are 
"  But  melancholy  breath/' 

5  He  tells  the  aged  fcC  they  mustdie, 

"  And  'tis  too  late  to  pray ; 
"  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
"  For  they  have  lost  their  day.'] 

6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne 

By  mischief  and  deceit, 
And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down 
To  darkness  and  the  pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  cut  short  his  power. 

Let  him  in  darkness  dwell  ; 
And,  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more. 
Confine- him  down  to  hell. 

HYMN  130.      C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Lovt  to  llit  Creature  sis  dangerons 

HOW  vain  are  ail  things  here  below! 
How  false  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flattering  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God. 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move,, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 


4b6  HYMK    131/132. 

5  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul's  eternal  food ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away* 
From  all  created  good. 

HYMN  131.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Con-flirt  under  Sorrows  and  Pains 

NOW  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  smile, 
And  show  my  name  upon  his  heart; 
I  would  forget  my  pains  a  while, 
And  hi  the  pleasure  lose  the  smart. 

2  But  oh!  it  swells  my  sorrows  high, 

To  seethe  blessed  Jesus  frown; 
My  spirits  sink,  my  comforts  die, 
And  all  the  springs  of  life  are  down. 

3  Yet  why.  my  soul .  why  these  complaints  ? 

Still  while  he  frowns,  his  bowels  move  ; 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears  his  saints, 
And  feels  their  sorrows,  and  his  love. 

4  My  name  is  printed  on  his  breast ; 

His  book  of  life  contains  my  name : 
I'd  rather  have  it  there  impress 'd, 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame. 

5  When  the  last  fire  burns  all  things  here, 

Those  letters  shall  securely  stand, 

And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  book  appear, 

Writ  by  th'  eternal  Father's  hand. 

6  Now  shall  my  minutes  smoothly  run, 

Whilst  here  I  wait  my  Father's  will : 
My  rising  and  my  fretting  sun 

Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  hill. 

HYMN  132.      C    M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Rrdemption  and  Prelect  on  from  spiritual  Eumies- 

ARISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers/ 
And  triumph  in  my  God  : 


HY1VTN  133.  457 

Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 

The  gates  of  gaping  hell, 
And  fix'd  my  standing  more  secure 
Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting;  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  plac'd, 
And  on  the  Rock  of  ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  bless'd  abode 

Is  wall'd  around  with  grace ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite, 

And  all  his  legions  roar  ; 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  power. 

6  Arise,  my  soul,  awake  my  voice; 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing; 
Loud  Hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

HYMN  133.     C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

The  world's  three  chief  Temptations. 

WHEN  in  the  light  of  faith  divine 
We  look  on  things  below, 
Honour  and  gold  and  sensual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dangerous  too! 

2  [Honours  a  puff  of  noisy^  breath  ; 

Yet  men  expose  their  blood, 
And  venture  everlasting  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

3  While  others  starve  the  nobler  mind, 

And  feed  on  shining  dust, 


458  HYMN    134. 

They  rob  the  serpent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  sordid  lust] 

4  The  pleasures  that  allure  our  sense 

Are  dangerous  snares  to  souls  ; 
There's  but  a  drop  of  flatteriug  sweet. 
And  dash'd  with  bitter  bowls. 

5  God  is  my  all-sufficient  good, 

My  portion  and  my  choice; 

In  him  my  vast  desires  are  (ill'd, 

And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 

6  In  vain  the  world  accosts  my  ear. 

And  tempts  my  heart  anewr; 
I  cannot  buy  your  bliss  so  dear, 
Nor  part  with  heaven  for  you. 

HYMN  134.      C.  M.        Dr   Watts. 

Gud's  Prestme  is  L'ght  in  Darkness. 

MY  God !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys. 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ! 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star, 
And  he  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  w7hispers  I  am  his ! 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe  : 


HYMN  135,  136.  459 

The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith, 
Should  bear  me  conqueror  through. 

HYMN  135.       C.  M.       Dr  Watts. 

Doubts  scattered  ;  or,  spiritual  Joys  restored 

HENCE  from  my  soul  sad  thoughts. begone, 
And  leave  me  to  my  joys  : 
My  tongue  shall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 

2  Darkness  and  doubts  had  veiFd  my  mind, 

And  drown 'd  my  head  in  tears, 
'Till  sovereign  grace  with  shining  rays, 
Dispell'd  my  gloomy  fears. 

3  O !  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine, 
When  Jesus  told  me  I  was  his, 
And  my  beloved  mine ! 

4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  soul, 

And  breaks  my  peace  in  vain ; 
One  glimpse,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  face 
Revives  my  joys  again. 

HYMN  136.     C.  M.      Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Pleading  with  God  under  Affliction 

\XTHY  should  a  living  man  complain 

▼  t      Of  deep  distress  within, 
Since  every  sigh,  and  every  pain 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  sin  ? 

2  No,  Lord.  I'll  patiently  submit, 

Nor  ever  dare  rebel ; 
Yet  sure  I  may,  here  at  thy  feet, 
My  painful  feelings  tell. 

3  Thou  seest  what  floods  of  sorrow  rise, 

And  beat  upon  my  soul : 
One  trouble  to  another  cries, 
Billows  on  billows  roll. 


460  HYMN  137,  138. 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear, 

My  shipwreck 'd  soul  is  tost; 
'Till  I  am  tempted  in  despair 
To  give  up  all  for  lost. 

5  Yet  through  the  stormy  clouds  I'll  look 

Once  more  to  thee,  my  God : 
O  fix  my  feet  upon  a  rock, 
Beyond  the  gaping  flood. 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face 

Will  set  my  heart  at  ease  ; 
One  all-commanding  word  of  grace 
Will  make  the  tempest  cease. 

HYMN  137.       C.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

God  tpeakrng  Peace  to  his  Ptcple.     Psalm  1<kxy.  8. 

ITMTE,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 
J    In  silence  soft  and  sweet ; 
And  thou,  my  soul ,  sit  gently  dowrn 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For  lo !  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  Friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey  ; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides. 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart. 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more ; 
But.  charm'd  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

HYMN  138.      C.  M.      Beddome. 

Exhortations  to  Confidence  in  God. 

YE  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears; 
Be  mercy  all  your  theme; 


HYMN    139.  461 

Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
In  one  continued  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 

God  will  these  powers  restrain  ; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good, 

He  will  for  his  provide  ; 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone; 
He's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
.  And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, . 

Or  death's  tremendous  sting; 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

6  You  in  his  wisdom,  power  and  grace, 

May  confidently  trust; 
His  wisdom  guides,  his  power  protects, 
His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

HYMN  139.      L.    M.      Dr.  Watts. 

The  triumph,  of  faith;  or,  Christ's  unchangeable  love.     Rom.  viii.   3?.  &c. 

WHO  shall  the  Lords  elect  condemn ; 
"Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O  er  all  their  sin?  divinely  rolls 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? 
'Tis  Christ  thatsuffer'd  in  their  stead ; 
And  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead. 


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462  HYMN    140. 

3  He  lives!  he  lives!  and  sits  above. 

For  ever  interceding  there : 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair? 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress, 

Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness? 
He  that  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power, 

It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love. 

HYMN  140.      L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Our  own  Weakness,  and  Christ  our  Strength.  2  Cor   sii.  7,  9,  10 

LET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
Strength  shall  be  equal  to  the  day; 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me  ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  an>I  strong, 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
AH  sufferings,  if  my  Lord  be  there ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left  hand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise, 
We  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 


HYMN    141,    142.  4G3 

5  So. Samson,  when  his  hair  was  lost, 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  sad  surprise, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  lost  his  eyes 

HYMN  141.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The,  examples  of  Christ  and  the  Saints. 

GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise, 
Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears ; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 

With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came  ? 

They  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 

(His  zeal  inspir'd  their  breast;) 
And  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess 'd  the  promis'd  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given; 
While  the  long  croud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

HMYN  142.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  snfetv  and  Pr<  taction  of  the  Church.     I?a  xxvi    1,  2,  3.  4,  :>,  £, 

HOW  honourable  is  the  place, 
Where  we  adoring  stand ; 
Zion  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 
The  city  where  we  dwell ; 


4U4  HYMN    I4.5. 

The  walls  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling ; 
Enter  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  Kins;. 

4  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace  : 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name. 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  trust, 

And  banish  all  your  fears ; 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

6  What  though  the  rebels  dwell  on  high, 

His  arm  shall  bring  them  low ; 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave 
Their  lofty  heads  shall  bow. 

7  On  Babylon  our  feet  shall  tread, 

In  that  rejoicing  hour; 
The  ruins  of  her  walls  shall  spread 
A  pavement  for  the  poor. 

HYMN   143.      C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

A  vision  of  the  Kingdom  of  Christ  arr.ong  Me*      Re   .  xxi    I,  T,  3,  4. 

LO,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 
To  our  believing  eyes, 
The  earth  and  seas  are  pass'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, 


HYMN    144. 

cc  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
;*  Of  your  descending  King. 
4  "  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 
"  Removes  his  bless 'd  abode: 
"  Men  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
"  And  he  the  loving  God. 
,5  "  His  own  kind  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 
"  From  every  weeping  eye, 
"  And  pains. and  groans,  and  griefs,  andfears, 
4*  And  death  itself  shall  die.'' 
6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long 
Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

HYMN    144.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Tht  B<    :  ':  its.     Matt,       3  -13 

rD  LESSD  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
-13  Their  emptiness  and  poverty ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven.] 

2  [Blessd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 

Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart: 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 
A  healing  bairn  for  all  their  woes.] 

3  [Bless'd  are  the  meek  who  stand  afar 

From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war  : 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great] 

4  [Bless'd  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace? 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness ; 
They  shall  be  well  supply 'd   and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread.] 

5  [Bless'd  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move, 

And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
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466  HYMN  145. 

From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again.] 

6  [Bless'd  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 

From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 
With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity.] 

7  [Bless'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife: 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace  ] 

8  [Bless'd  are  the  sufferers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesu's  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward.] 

HYMN  145.     S.  M.        Dr.    Watts. 

The  blessedness  ofGcsfd  times  ;  or,  the  Rtvelntiun  of  Christ  to  Jens  and  G'.nliU}. 
Isa   w   2.  7,  K,9.  10     Matt,  xiii     16.  17 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues 
And  words  of  peace  reveal! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 

How  sweet  their  tidings  are! 
"Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour-King, 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for., 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light; 
Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 


D  The  watcnmen  join  meir  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN    146.       L.  M.      Dr   Watts. 

The  ple.i  ures  of  a  good  Conscience 

LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  sin! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea9 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within, 

2  The  day  glides  swiftly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 

And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  [Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on^ 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  ; 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  heavenly  hills, 
Where  streams  of  living  pleasures  flow, 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturb'd  upon  their  brow  ] 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 
But  spend  the  day  and  share  the  night, 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  moles^ 
Lie  grovelling  in  the  dust  below, 
Almighty  grace  renew  our  souls^ 

And  well  aspire  to  glory  too. 


43S  HYMN    147,   148. 

HYMN  147.     C.  M.      Dr.  Watts 


Salvalioi 


SALVATION!  O  the  joyful  sound 
"Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Bury'd  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell  s  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

HYMN  148.      S    M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Btavenly  joys  on  Earth 

r^OME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
^V_y   And  let  our  joys  be  known; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banish'd  from  this  place; 
Religion  never  was  design 'd 
To  make  our  pleasures  less.] 

S  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

That  never  knew  our  God, 
But  fav 'rites  of  the  heavenly  Kin" 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  God  that  rules  on  high 

And  thunders  when  he  please, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  manages  the  seas  : 

5  This  awful  God  is  ours 

Our  Father  and  our  love; 


ne  snan  senu  uown  ms  ueaveuiy  poweis 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  shall  we  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin  ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace-, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rise  . 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  blise 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

8  [The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow.] 

9  [The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

10  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
Were  marching  thro'  lmmanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.] 

HYMN  149.      L.  M.      Steele. 

E  ip        .  erly ;     r,t      poor  in  spirit  bltsstd-     Matt   v   3. 

yE  humble  souls  complain  no  more  ; 
Let  faith  survey  your  future  store ; 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest, 
The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest. 

2  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear, 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes, 
The  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot;  your  hopes  deiide: 


470  HYMN    150. 

In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores, 
Trifles  are  theirs;  a  kingdom  yours: 

4  A  kingdom  of  immense  delight, 
Where  health,  and  peace,  and  joy  unite; 
Where  undeclining  pleasures  rise, 

And  every  wish  hath  full  supplies: 

5  A  kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
While  time  sweeps  earthly  thrones  away 
The  state  which  power  and  truth  sustain, 
Unmov'd  for  ever  must  remain. 

6  There  shall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious  Friend  that  died  for  you ; 
That  died  to  ransom,  died  to  raise 

To  crowns  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

7  Jesus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer, 
Reveal ,  confirm  my  interest  there  : 
Whate'er  my  humble  lot  below, 
This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know! 

8  O  let  me  hear  that  voice  divine 
Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mine! 
Enroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
My  largest  wishes  ask  no  more. 

HYMN  150.      L.  M.      Dr.  Doddridge. 

Rejoicing  in  God.    Jer.  ix.  23,  24. 

THE  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great. 
Maintains  his  universal  state  ; 
O  er  all  the  earth  his  power  extends, 
All  heaven  before  his  footstool  bends. 

2  Yet  justice  still  with  power  presides. 
And  mercy  all  his  empire  guides; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  his  delight, 
And  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight. 

3  No  more,  ye  wise,  your  wisdom  boast, 
No  more,  ye  strong,  your  valour  trust : 


HYMN    151.  471 

No  more,  ye  rich,  survey  your  store, 
Elate  with  heaps  of  shining  ore. 

4  Glory,  ye  saints,  in  this  alone, 

That  God,  your  God,  to  you  is  known  ; 
That  you  have  own'd  his  sovereign  sway, 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheering  ray. 

5  Our  wisdom,  wealth,  and  power  we  find 
In  one  Jehovah  all  combin'd ; 

On  him  we  fix  our  roving  eyes, 
And  all  our  souls  in  raptures  rise. 

6  All  else,  which  we  our  treasure  call, 
May  in  one  fatal  moment  fall ; 

But  what  their  happiness  can  move, 
Whom  God  the  blessed  deigns  to  love  ? 

HYMN  151.      S.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

Rejoicing  in  the  ways  of'  God      Psalm  cixxviii  5. 

NOW  let  our  voices  join 
To  form  a  sacred  song ; 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears, 

How  open  and  how  fair ! 
No  lurking  gins,  t'  entrap  our  feet : 
No  fierce  destroyer  there. 

3  But  flowers  of  Paradise 

In  rich  profusion  spring  : 
The  sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 

In  beauteous  prospect  rise  : 
And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  sparkle  through  the  skies. 

5  All  honour  to  his  name 

Who  marks  the  shining  way : 


472  HYMN    152,  153. 

To  him  who  leads  the  wanderers  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

HYMN  152.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

S'naiand  Zion     Heb-  ^ii   18,  &c 

TVTOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
-i-^    The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke ; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Wiiere  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  cloth 'd  in  light ; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just 
Whose  faith  is  turn  d  to  sight! 

4  Behold  the  bless'd  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  ire  writ  in  heaven ! 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all .  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  for  ever  bless'd. 

HYMN    1)3.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  hup*  of  Heai-tr.  our  tupnort  under  trials  on  Earth 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  ^arewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


HYMN    104.  47J 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  huri'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  .storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all: 

4  There  shall  1  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN    154      CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

T  Utmp/i  uitr  D>aft>       lob  xix.  25,  26,27. 

GREAT  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 
And  nature  must  decay  ; 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 
To  dwell  with  fellow  clay. 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs; 
For  Jesus,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  T  le  mighty  conqueror  shall  appear 

High  on  a  royal  seat, 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 
tAe  vanquish 'd  at  his  feet. 

4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin, 

And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh, 
When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 
He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh  : 

5  Then  shall  T  see  thy  lovely  face 

With  strong  immortal  eyes, 
And  feast  upon  thine  unknown  grace 
With  pleasure  and  surprise, 
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474  HYMN  155,  156. 

HYMN   155.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Freedom  from  Sin  and  Misery  in  Heaven. 

OUR  sins,  alas !  how  strong  they  be ! 
And,  like  a  raging  sea, 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  away. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise  ! 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar  ! 
But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands, 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move ; 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing  and  fell 

The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
'Till  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 

5  For  ever  his  dear  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue, 
And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  close  of  every  song. 

HYMN   156.      L.  M.       Steele. 

Tne  Presence  of  Ciristthe  Joy  of  his  People. 

THE  wondering  nations  have  beheld 
The  sacred  prophecy  fulfili'd, 
And  angels  hail'd  the  glorious  morn, 
That  show'd  the  great  Messiah  born  : 

2  The  Prince  !  the  Saviour !  long  desir'd, 
Whom  men  foretold,  by  Heaven  inspir'd. 
And  raptur'd  saw  the  blissful  day 

Rise  o'er  the  world  with  healing  ray. 

3  Oft,  in  the  temples  of  his  grace, 
His  saints  behold  his  smiling  face ; 


IX    X    itX  xN       XW  I 


And  oft  have  seen  his  glory  shine. 
With  power  and  majesty  divine  : 

4  But  soon,  alas  !  his  absence  mourn, 
And  pray  and  wish  his  kind  return  : 
Without  his  life-inspiring  light, 
'Tis  all  a  scene  of  gloomy  night. 

5  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  children  cry. 
Our  graces  droop,  our  comforts  die  ; 
Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rise 
Again  to  our  admiring  eyes  ; 

6  'Till,  fill'd  with  light,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Thy  courts  below,  like  those  above, 
Triumphant  Hallelujahs  raise, 

And  heaven  and  earth  resound  thy  praise. 

HYMN  157.      148th.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

At  the/ormins  a  Church. 
Isaiah  lvi.  6,7.    Matt  ysi  \\i  and  Eph   ii.  13,  19. 

GREAT  Father  of  mankind, 
We  bless  that  wondrous  grace, 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 
Within  thy  courts  a  place  ; 
How  kind  the  care 
Our  God  displays,  for  us  to  raise 
A  house  of  prayer ! 

2  Though  once  estranged  far, 

We  now  approach  the  throne ; 
For  Jesus  brings  us  near, 

And  makes  our  cause  his  own  : 
Strangers  no  more, 
To  thee  we  come,  and  find  our  home, 
And  rest  secure. 

3  To  thee  our  souls  we  join, 

And  love  thy  sacred  name ; 
No  more  our  own,  but  thine, 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim  ; 


476  HYMN  158. 

Our  Father  King, 
Thy  covenant  grace  our  souls  embrace. 
Thy  titles  sing. 

4  Here  in  thy  house  we  feast 

On  dainties  all  divine; 
And   while  such  sweets  we  taste, 
With  joy  our  faces  shine  : 
Incense  shall  rise 
From  flames  of  love,  and  God  approve 
The  sacrifice. 

5  May  all  the  nations  throng 

To  worship  in  thy  house ; 
And  thou  attend  the  song, 
And  smile  upon  their  vows; 
Indulgent  still, 
'Till  earth  conspire  to  join  the  choir 
On  Zion's  hill. 

HYMN  158.     C.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

Relieving  Christ  in  his  Members.    Matt.  xsv.  40. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace! 
Thy  bounties  how  complete! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth 'd  and  fed. 

And  visited  and  choer'd  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress. 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 


5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 
We  in  thy  poor  would  see ; 
O  let  us  rather  beg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 

HYMN  159.      L.  M.       Dr.  Gibbons. 

The  Beneficence  of  Christ  for  our  Imitation     Acts  x.  38. 

WHEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 
What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  ? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue; 
Let  alms  bestow'd,  let  kindness  done 
Be  witness'd  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,   whom   none  can 

thank : 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank  : 

4  But  he,  who  marks  from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

HYMN  160.     L.  M.     Steele. 

To  whom  shall  we  go  but  unto  thee  ?  or,  life  and  saf-  L,     ■  alnne     John  vi.  67—69. 

THOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend — 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah!  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 
On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives ; 

40  * 


473  HYMN    161. 

Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine, 
While  thou  art  near  in  vain  they  call : 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore, 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care : 
Depart  from  thee!—  tis  death, — 'Tis  more! 
'Tis endless  ruin,  deep  despair! 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie ; 
Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 

HYMN  161.      L.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  in;t:'*'ti .«.  o~  a  Gospel 'Ministry  from  Christ     Eph   iv.  8  —  12 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 
Smile  on  our  homage,  and  our  vows ; 
While  with  a  grateful  heart  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter 'd  his  gifts  (in  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  Apostles'  honoured  name 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame; 

In  lowlier  forms  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Pa  dors  from  hence,  and  teachers  rise. 

4  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And  fed  by  Christ  their  graces  live ; 
While,  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
'Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

5  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
Through  the  last  courses  of  the  sun ; 


HYMN    162.  479 

While  unborn  churches  by  their  care 
Shall  rise  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 

6  Jesus,  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  knov> 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow; 
Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise 
Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

HYMN  162.      C-  M.       Rippon. 

Frcyerfor  Missiouaritt. 

GREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Are  by  creation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  works  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe,  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  O  when  shall  Africs  sable  sons 

Enjoy  the  heavenly  word, 
And  vassals  long  enslav'd  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ? 

5  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  Heathen  tribes. 

A  dark,  bewilder 'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  and  see  his  grace  ? 

6  Haste,  sovereign  mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  love  : 
Soften  the  tiger  to  a  lamb, 
The  vulture  to  a  dove ! 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays. 


430  HYMN   lb3,  154, 

And  build  on  sin's  demolish 'd  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise ! 

HYMN  163.       L.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 


Retirement  and  Meditation.    Pealm  iv.  4 


RETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 
And  chase  the  shadowy  forms  no  more ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  O  thou,  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess ; 
In  these  sequester 'd  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide  ; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
'Till  all  be  search'd  and  purify 'd. 

4  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer ; 
'Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 

That  God  hath  fix'd  his  dwelling  there. 

HYMN  164.       L.  M.      Beddome. 

Reading  the  Scriptures. 

GREAT  God,  oppress'd  with  grief  and 
fear, 
I  take  thy  book,  and  hope  to  find 
Some  gracious  word  of  promise  there, 
To  soothe  the  sorrows  of  my  mind  : 

2  I  turn  the  sacred  volume  o'er, 

A  nd  search  with  care  from  page  to  page; 
Of  threatening^  find  an  ample  store, 
But  nought  that  can  my  grief  assuage. 

3  And  is  there  nought?  forbid, dear  Lord, 

So  base  a  thought  should  e'er  arise ; 
I'll  search  again,  and  while  I  search, 
O  may  the  scales  fall  off  mine  eyes ! 


HYMN  165.  431 

4  'Tis  done  :  and  with  transporting  joy, 

I  read  the  heaven-inspired  lines; 
There  mercy  spreads  its  brightest  beams 
And  truth  with  dazzling  lustre  shines. 

5  Here's  heavenly  food  for  hungry  souls, 

And  mines  of  gold  t'  enrich  the  poor: 
Here's  healing  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  salve  for  every, festering  sore. 

HYMN  165.       L.  M.     President  Davits. 

$>■/■  Examination     ual    i v.  19,  20. 

T  ~\ 7^H  AT  strange  perplexities  arise ! 

▼  ▼     What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies! 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear ! 
How  few,  alas,  approv'd  and  clear ! 

2  And  what  am  I  ?— My  sou!,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take : 
Does  no  dark  ^ign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear  ? 

3  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear! 
Is  Jesus  form'd  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  shine? 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  O  search  me  still; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal ; 

My  fears  remove,  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  my  own  conscience,  clear. 

5  Scatter  the  clouds  which  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terrors  spread  : 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 

And  to  myself,  myself  display. 

6  May  I  at  that  blest  world  arrive, 
Where  Christ  through  all  my  soul  shall  live, 
And  give  full  proof  th  it  he  is  there, 
Without  one  gloom v  doubt  or  fear! 


482  HYMN    166,  167. 

HYMN  166.      L.  M.      Steele. 

The  Cv  istian's  no  blest  R^alution.     Jo>hun.  x:7.ir    15. 

A  H  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 
-£~^  Slaves  to  the  world, and  slaves  to  sin! 
A  nobler  toil  may  1  sustain, 
A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  May  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  Lord> 
Nor  from  his  precepts,  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  service  all  my  joy, 

Around  let  my  example  shine, 
'Till  others  love  the  bless 'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways  : 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 

And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

HYMN  167.       L.  M.      Dr.  Doddridge. 

Family  Religion.    Gen.  xviii.  19. 

FATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand 
They  have  been,  and  are  still  sustain'd. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night  present  its  vows ; 


B 


HYMN    lbS,    Jby.  483 

Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 

O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name  ; 
While,  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 

HYMN  168.      CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

Tht  Lord's  Day  ;  or,  the  Resurrtction  of  Christ. 

less'd  morning,  whose  first  opening  rays 
Beheld  our  rising  God, 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  last  abode  ! 

In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 

The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
'Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 

The  third,  thJ  appointed  day. 

Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  Lord  in  vain ; 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 

And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 

The  triumph  of  the  day. 

[Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King ; 
Let  heaven,  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  seas, 

With  glad  hosannas  ring.] 

HYMN    169.      L.  M.      J.  Stennet. 

The  Sahbath. 

ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  sabbath  is  begun ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  bless'd. 


4*4  HYMN    170. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds : 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies ; 

And  draw    mm  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
Whi^h  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  thfe  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares  the  end  of  pains. 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  scenes  both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praise  wet]  jrcies  past, 
With  hope  we  fut          leasures  taste. 

6  In  holy  duties  i  'ay, 

In  holy  pleasures     iss  away  ; 

Hew  sweet,  a  sabbath  thus  to  spend, 

In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  *hall  end! 

HYMN    170.    P.  M,       148th.      Rippoa. 

A  Hymn/or  Lorrt't  &<n  Mo    ihg 

WAKE  our  drowsy  souls, 
Shake  off  each  slothful  band, 
The  wonders  of  this  day 

Our  noblest  songs  demand 
Auspicious  morn !  thy  blissful  ravs, 
Bright  seraphs  hail  in  sopgs  of  praise. 

2  At  thy  approaching  dawn, 

Reluctant  death  resign 'd 
The  glorious  Prince  of  .ife, 

Its  dark  domains  confin'd  : 
Tk' angelic  host  around  him  bends, 
And  midst  their  shouts  the  God  ascends. 


A 


HYMN    171.  486 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings ; 
While  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 
Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 

4  Gird  on.  great  God,  thy  sword, 

Ascend  thy  conquering  car, 
While  justice,  truth,  and  love 

Maintain  the  glorious  war: 
Victorious  thou  thy  foes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 

5  Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 

And  wing  th'  unerring  dart, 
With  salutary  p  ings, 

To  each  rebellious  heart: 
Then  dying  souls  for  life  shall  sue, 
Numerous  as  drops  of  morning  dew. 

HYMN  171.      CM.       B 

A  Hymn  for  t>u  Evening  of  the  Lord's  Day 

FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
To  shed  its  quickening  beams; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns! 
How  languid  are  its  flames!    * 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend 
Where  th'  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  : 

41 


486  HYMN  172,  173. 

4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine  ; 

5  Where  we,  in  high  seraphic  strains, 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ ; 
Delighted  range  th'  ethereal  plains, 
And  take  our  till  of  J037. 

HYMN  172.      S.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

The  Lord's  Day  ;  or,  Delight  in  Ordinances. 

WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise, 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to  day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here. 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sing  and  bear  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN  173.     S.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennetl, 

The  Pleasures  of  Social  Worship. 

HOW  charming  is  the  place, 
Where  my  redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad  ! 

$  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort, 


HYMN  174.  48 

Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  mercy  seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crown'd, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit. 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents  ; 
He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  To  them  his  sovereign  will 

He  graciously  imparts ; 
And  in  return  accepts  with  smiles; 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace. 
The  servants  of  my  God. 

HYMN  174.     L.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

The  Binejit  (if  Public  Ordinances. 

AWAY  from  every  mortal  care. 
Away  from  earth,  our  souls  retreat; 
We  leave  this  worthless  world  afar, 
And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  seat. 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 

We  see  thy  feet,  and  we  adore  ; 
We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face, 

And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power. 

3  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn. 

United  groans  ascend  on  high  ; 
And  prayer  bears  a  quick  return 
Of  blessings  in  variety. 

4  [If  Satan  rage,  and  sin  grow  strong, 

Here  we  receive  some  cheering  word  ; 


488  HYMN  175. 

We  gird  the  gospel  armour  on, 
To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 

5  Or  if  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our    conscience    pain'd    with    inward 
stings.) 
Here  doth  the  righteous  sun  arise, 

With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings.] 

6  Father !  my  soul  would  still  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side  ; 
But  if  my  feet  must  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 

HYMN  175.       S.  M.      Dr.  Watts'  Lyric. 

Forms  Vain  without  Religion. 

ALMIGHTY  Maker,  God! 
How  wondrous  is  thy  Name ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad 
Through  the  creation's  frame. 

2  Nature  in  every  dress 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t'  express 
Thine  undissembled  praise. 

3  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too, 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

4  [But  pride,  that  busy  sin, 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform, 
Curs'd  pride,  that  creeps  securely  in., 
And  swells  a  haughty  worm.] 

5  Create  my  soul  anew, 

Else  all  my  worship's  vain  ; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  true, 
Until  'tis  form'd  again, 


HYMN    KO,    LH.  4tf9 

6  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days, 
And  to  my  God,  my  soul  ascend 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 

HYMN  176.      L.  M.      Kippon. 

Ezekiel's  Vision  -v  thr  Dry  Boms.     Ezek   sxvrii.  3. 

LO  K  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye : 
See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 
Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  scatters  slaughter 'd  heaps  around% 

2  And  can  these  mouldering  corpses  live  ? 
And  can  these  perish 'd  bones  revive  ? 
That  mighty  God  to  thee  is  known  ; 
That  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
'Till  thine  Almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice ; 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice: 

5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 
Shall   shake   the   heavens   and   rend   the 

ground 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 

HYMN    177.       CM.       Kippon. 

Din;  s  and  Privileg'S.     hdes.%.  21 

WHILE  sinners  who  presume  to  bear 
The  Christians'  sacred  name, 
Throw  up  the  reins  to  every  lust, 
And  glory  in  their  shame  ; 
41  * 


490  HYMN    178. 

2  Ye  saints,  preserved  in  Christ  and  call'd^ 

Detest  their  impious  ways, 
And  on  the  basis  of  your  faith 
An  heavenly  temple  raise. 

3  Upon  the  Spirit's  promis'd  aid 

Depend  from  day  to  day, 
And,  while  he  breathes  his  quickening  gale. 
Adore,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

4  Preserve  unquench'd  your  love  to  God, 

*  And  let  the  flame  arise, 
And  higher  and  still  higher  blaze, 
'Till  it  ascends  the  skies. 

5  With  a  transporting  joy  expect 

The  grace  your  Lord  shall  give, 
When  all  his  saints  shall  from  his  hands 
Their  crowns  of  life  receive. 

HYMN   178.      P.M.      148th.      B.Francis. 

On  Opening  a  Piece  of  Worship. 

IN  sweet  exalted  strains 
The  King  of  glory  praise  ; 
O  er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days  : 
He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 
Sustains  or  sinks  the  distant  poles. 

%  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne, 
His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 

And  wide  his  glories  shine  : 
Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest, 
Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest- 

3  Then,  King  of  glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favour  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome, 
This  people  as  thine  own : 


HYMN  1  /9.  411 

Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  show, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here,  may  thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend 

All  fragrant  to  the  skies  : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  the  joys  of  heaven  around > 

5  Here,  may  th' attentive  throng 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  converts  join  the  song 

Of  Seraphim  above ; 
And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board 
With  sacred  joy  and  sweet  accord. 

6  Here,  may  our  unborn  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine  like  polish'd  stones, 

Through  long  succeeding  days  ; 
Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 

HYMN  179.      L    M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Baptism     Mitt   xxviji.  19     Acts  ii.  23 

TWAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 
"  Go  teach  the  nations  and  baptized 
The  nations  have  receiv  d  the  word 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

2  He  sits  upoifth'  eternal  hills, 

With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  sends  his  covenant,  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  heathen  lands. 

3  "  Repent,  and  be  baptiz'd,"  he  saith, 

4t  For  the  remission  of  your  sins  ;" 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shows  u&  what  his  gospel  means. 


T 


492  HYMN  180,  181. 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 

As  water  makes  our  bodies  clean  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Descends  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee, 

And  seal  our  covenant  with  the  Lord 
O  may  the  great  Eternal  Three 
In  heaven  our  solemn  vows  record. 

HYMN  180.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Children  del otedte  bod.     Gen  xvii   7.  iO      Act*  xvi  14.15,33- 
(For  those  nho  practise  In/ant  Baptism  ) 

HUS  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord. 
"  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee; 
I'll  bless  thy  numerous  race>  and  they 
Shall  be  a  seed  for  me." 

2  Abrah'm  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace. 

And  gave  his  son  to  God  ; 
But  water  seals  the  blessing  now, 
That  once  was  seal'd  with  blood. 

3  Thus  Lydia  sanctified  her  house. 

When  she  receiv'd  the  word ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
His  household  to  the  Lord, 

4  Thus  later  saints,  eternal  King ! 

Thine  ancient  truths  embrace ; 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

HYMN  181.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Circumcision  and  Baptism. 
(Jfrit'en  onhjfor  those  nho  practise  trie  Ba.  lism  of  Infants.) 

THUS  did  the  sons  of  Abrah'm  pass 
Under  the  bloody  seal  of  grace  ; 
The  young  disciples  bore  the  yoke, 
'Till  Christ  the  painful  bondage  broke. 


D 


HYMN    182,  183.  493 

%  By  milder  ways  doth  Jesus  prove 
His  Father's  covenant,  and  his  love; 
He  seals  to  saints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  not  forbids  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  seed  is  sprinkled  with  his  blood, 
Their  children  set  apart  for  God  ; 
His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  shed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  everv  saint  with  cheerful  voice 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children  in  their  early  days, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abram  praise. 

HYMN  182.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Believers  bvried  n'vh  Christ  ir>  Baptism      Rem    vi. .3,  4,  kc. 

O  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord ; 
Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Rais'd  from  corruption,  guiit,  and  death ; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

3  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  flesh  again  : 
The  various  lusts  we  serv'd  before, 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

HYMN i    183.      CM.      Dr.  Watts. 

Faith,  assisted  by  &nse  ;  or.  Preaching    Baptism,  and  'he  Lord's  Supper. 

MY  Saviour  God,  my  sovereign  Prince, 
Reigns  far  above  the  skies  ; 
But  brings  his  graces  down  to  sense, 
And  helps  my  faith  to  rise. 
2  Mine  eyes  and  ears  shall  bless  his  name, 
They  read  and  hear  his  word  ; 


494  HYMN  184. 

My  touch  and  taste  shall  do  the  same, 
When  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptismal  water  is  design 'd 

To  seal  his  cleansing  grace, 
While  at  his  feast  of  bread  and  wine 
He  gives  his  saints  a  place  : 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 

Can  make  my  flesh  so  clean, 
As  by  his  Spirit  and  his  blood 
Hell  wash  my  soul  from  sin. 

5  Not  choicest  meats,  or  noblest  wines, 

So  much  my  heart  refresh, 
As  when  my  faith  goes  through  the  signs.,. 
And  feeds  upon  his  flesh. 

6  I  love  the  Lord,  that  stoops  so  low 

To  give  his  word  a  seal : 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow^ 
Exceeds  the  figures  still. 

HYMN  184.      C.  M.      Dr.  Doddridge. 

A  practical  Improvetmnt  of  Baptism     Col  iii.  1 

ATTEND,  ye  children  of  your  God  ; 
Ye  heirs  of  glory  hear; 
For  accents  so  divine  as  these 
Might  charm  the  dullest  ear, 

2  Baptiz'd  into  your  Saviour's  death, 

Your  souls  to  sin  must  die  ; 
With  Christ  your  Lord,  ye  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

3  There  by  his  Fathers  side  he  sits, 

Enthron'd  divinely  fair ; 
Yet  owns  himself  your  Brother  still. 
And  your  forerunner  there. 

4  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love  : 


Above  your  choicest  treasure  lies, 
And  be  your  hearts  above. 

5  But  earth  and  sin  will  drag  us  down., 
When  we  attempt  to  fly  ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong  attractive  power 
To  raise  and  fix  us  high. 

HYMN  185.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The    orcFs  Supper  instituted.     1  Cor   xi   J3.  kc. 

TWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray 'd  him  to  his  foes  : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd,  and  brake ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin, 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  wine ; 

"  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  mv  blood.7' 

%j 

4  [For  us  his  flesh  with  nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  scourge,  he  felt  the  thorn  : 
And  justice* pour  d  upon  his  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  stead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 
To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt, 

AY  hen  for  black  crimes  of  greatest  size, 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice.] 

6  "  Do  this  (he  cried)  'till  time  shall  end^ 
In  memory  of  your  dying  friend  : 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord/5 

7  [Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 


496  HYMN    186. 

"Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb.] 

H    MN  186.      C.  M.      Steele. 

An  Invital    nto  *  e  Gospel  Feast      Luke  xiv  22 

YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back  and  fear  alarms  ; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
Th  it  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father  reconcil'd 

Invite*  your  souls  to  come  ; 

The  rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child. 

And  kindly  welcom'd  home. 

5  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice. 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more, 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore  : 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 


HYMN    187,  188.  497 

HYMN  187.      C.  M.      Dr.  J.  Stennett. 

A  Skcramtntal  Hymn 

I*    ORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
-J  The  wonders  of  thy  grace  : 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place  : — 

2  I  that  am  all  defil'd  with  sin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God  ; 
I  that  have  crucified  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange  surprising  grace  is  this. 

That  such  a  soul  has  room! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  "  Eat,  O  my  friends,"  the  Saviour  cries. 

"  The  feast  was  made  for  you  : 
"  For  you  I  groan 'd,  and  bled,  and  died, 
"  And  rose,  and  triumph'd  too." 

5  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts, 

Lord,  we  accept  thy  love : 
JT  s  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had, 
What  will  it  be  above  ? 

6  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 

Join  all  your  praising  powers : 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

7  Had  T  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  : 
Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

HYMN  188.      L.  M.      Steele. 

Communion  :vi'h  Christ  at  hii  Ta'ile. 

TO  Jes^s,  our  exalted  Lord, 
(Dear  name,  by  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd !) 

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4£8  HYMN    189. 

Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak  and  languishing,  and  low  ; 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs : 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  \et  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worship  at  his  feet; 

O  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love  ! 

4  Let  faith  our  feeble  senses  aid, 

To  see  thy  wondrous  love  display 'd ; 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

5  Let  humble  penitential  wo, 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish,  flow: 
And  thy  forgiving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 

HYMN  189.     S.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 


Communion  with,  Christ,  end  nith  Saints. 
I  Cor   X    1G,  17. 


[  TESUS  invites  his  saints 
O   To  meet  around  his  board  : 
Here  pardon'd  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh  ; 

He  bids  us  drink  his  blood  ; 
Amazing  favour !  matchless  grace 
Of  our  descending  God !] 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 


HYMX    190.  439 

4  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 

Christ  and  his  members  one ; 
We  the  young  children  of  his  love. 
And  he  the  first-born  Son. 

5  We  are  but  several  parts 

Of  the  same  broken  bread  ; 
One  body  hath  its  several  limbs, 
But  Jesus  is  the  head. 

6  Let  all  our  powers  be  join'd 

His  glorious  name  to  raise : 
Pleasure  and  love  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

HYMN  190.     C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Tht  Ifen  Tettament  *n  the  Blood  of  Christ ;  or,  the  new  Cuvmant  sealed. 

«  f  pHE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
-I    Shall  stand  for  ever  good  ;" 

He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  seal'd  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word, 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  The  light,  &  strength,  &  pardoning  grace. 

And  glory,  shall  be  mine  ; 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath  ; 
'Twas  purchased  with  a  dying  groan. 
And  ratify 'd  in  death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  his  name, 

Who  bless'd  us  in  his  will, 


500  HYMN    191,   192. 

And  to  his  testament  of  love, 
Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 

HYMN  191.     CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

Christ  is  the  Bread  of  Life.     Jo'.in  vi.  31.  35,  39 

LET  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word, 
'Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed ; 
Thou  art  our  living  Stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th*  immortal  bread. 

2  [The  manna  came  from  lower  skies, 

But  Jesus  from  above, 
Where  the  fresh  springs  of  pleasure  rise^ 
And  rivers  flow  with  love. 

3  The  Jews,  the  fathers,  died  at  last, 

Who  ate  that  heavenly  bread  ; 
But  these  provisions  which  we  taste, 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead.} 

4  Bless'd  be  the  Lord  that  gives  his  flesh 

To  nourish  dying  men ; 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 
15  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heavenly  breath? 
While  Jesus  finds  supplies  ; 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death, 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 
6  [Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays, 
But  Christ,  our  life,  shall  come  ; 
His  unresisted  power  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb] 

HYMN  192.      L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Memorial  nf  our  absent  Lord     John  xvi.  16.  Luke  sxii.  19     Jean  sir.  3 

JESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 
Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 
>     To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought 


HYMN    193.  501 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  tbjget  his  lovely  face ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread 

With  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood; 
We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 

And  taste  the  wine  and  bless  the  God. 

4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 

'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

6  [Our  eyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills, 

Whence  our  returning  Lord  shall  come ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 
To  fetch  our  longing  spirits  home.] 

HYMN   193.      L    M.       D.  Turner. 

Sd  him  above  all  Principalities  and  Powers— worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  to  rtctivl 
Glory  md  Bless. ng.     Ephes    i    21.     Rev   v.  12. 

NOW  far  above  these  starry  skies, 
Our  Jesus  fills  his  brighter  throne^ 
Invisible  to  mortal  eyes, 

But  not  to  humble  faith  unknown. 

2  [The  countless  hosts  that  round  him  stand; 

The  subjects  of  his  sovereign  power ; 
Fly  through  the  world  at  his  command^ 
Or  prostrate  at  his  feet  adore. 

3  Satan  and  all  his  rebel  crew 

That  rag  d  to  pull  his  kingdom  down; 

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J02  HYMN   194. 

Crush "d  by  his  hand,  in  ruin  now 
Lie  trembling  at  his  awful  frown. 

4  His  name  above  all  creatures  great 5 

He  all  sustains  and  all  controls  ; 
Yet  from  his  high  exalted  state, 

Looks  kindly  down  on  humble  souls.] 

5  Though  in  the  glories  he  possess'd 

Long  ere  this  world,  or  time  began. 
He  shines  the  Son  of  God  confess'd, 
Yet  owns  himself  the  son  of  man. 

6  Here  once  in  agonies  he  died, 

Now  in  the  heavens  he  ever  lies ; 
Of  joy  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide, 
Here  saves  the  sinner  who  believes. 

7  All  hail !  thou  great  Immanuel,  hail ! 

Ten  thousand  blessings  on  thy  name! 
While  thus  thy  wondrous  love  we  tell, 
Our  bosoms  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

S  Come,  quickly  come,  immortal  King! 
On  earth  thy  regal  honours  raise, 
The  full  salvation  promis'd,  bring, 

Then  every  tongue  shall  sing  thy  praise ! 

HYMN  194.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Chiist  crucified,  the  Wisicm  and  Pou'er  of  God. 

NrATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 
To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad, 
And  every  labour  of  his  hands 

Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescu'd  man, 
His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines; 
Here  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood ,  and  crimson  lines. 


HYMN  195.  503 

3  [Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete ; 

Nor  man  can  guess,  nor  reason  prove, 
Which  of  the  letters  best  i<  writ, 

The  power,  the  wisdom,  or  the  love.] 

4  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 

Where  grace  &  vengeance  strangely  join, 
Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleasures  mine. 

5  O  !  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross. 

Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd  and  died  ! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  side, 

6  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown : 

With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 

And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

HYMN  195.       C.  M.       Dr    Watts. 

Divim  Love  making  a  Fzc.:t.  andcal'iiag  th(  G   rsts      Li  U.n  xiv     17,  12,  23, 

HOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
With  Christ  within  the  doors; 
While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores  i 

2  Here  in  the  language  of  a  God 

Divine  compassion  rolls; 
Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood, 
Is  food  for  dying  souls. 

3  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  t'  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongues, 
u  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 

4  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"  And  enter,  while  there's  room  ; 
"  When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice. 
"  And  rather  starve  than  come  Vy 


304  HYMN    196. 

5  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast; 

That  sweetly  forc'd  us  in ; 
Else  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste, 
And  perish 'd  in  our  sin. 

6  [Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God  ! 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

7  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 

HYMN   196.       L.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

The  Song  tf  Simeon.  Luke  ii-  28  ;  or,  a  Sight  of  Chris!  makes  Ueath  easy. 

|Vj  O  W  have  our  hearts  embrac'd  our  God, 
-1^   We  would  forget  all  earthly  charms, 
And  wish  to  die,  as  Simeon  would, 
With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  should  learn  that  joyful  song, 

Were  but  our  heart  prepaid  like  his ; 
'"  Our  souls  still  willing  to  be  gone, 
"  And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 

3  "  Here  we  have  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 

"  And  view'd  salvation  with  our  eyes, 
"  Tasted  and  felt  the  living  word, 

"  The  bread  descending  from  the  skies, 

4  "  Thou  hast  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 

"  Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face, 
"  To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name, 
u  And  show  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  "  He  is  our  light ;  our  morning  star 

"  Shall  shine  on  nations  yet  unknown; 
<c  The  glory  of  thine  Israel  here, 

"  And  joy  of  spirits  near  thy  throne/' 


HYMN    1^7,    iy».  500 

HYMN   197.      C.  Mi       Dr.  Watts. 

Vivin-  Gloria  a.il  Gracis 

HOW  are  thy  glories  here  display 'd, 
Great  God  !  how  bright  they  shine, 
While,  at  thy  word,  we  break  the  bread. 
And  pour  the  flowing  wine ! 

2  Here  thine  avenging  justice  stands, 

And  pleads  its  dreadful  cause ; 
Here  saving  mercy  spreads  her  hands, 
Like  Jesus  on  the  cross. 

3  Thy  saints  attend  with  every  grace 

On  this  great  sacrifice  ; 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 
And  faith  with  fixed  eyes. 

4  Our  hope  in  waiting  posture  sits, 

To  heaven  directs  her  sight ; 
Here  every  warmer  passion  meets, 
And  warmer  powers  unite. 

5  Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  rising  sin  destroy  ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart, 
Yet  not  forbids  our  joy. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  change  our  faith  to  sight, 

Let  sin  for  ever  die  : 
Then  shall  our  souls  be  all  delight, 
And  every  tear  be  dry. 

HYMN  198.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

A  Morpbt?  Bymn     Psalm  six    5,  F,  and  lsxiii  24,25. 

C"^  OD  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 
J   The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies: 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east, 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 


506  HYMN  199. 

And  without  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  liies  and  shines,. 

3  O.  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day, 
With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

4  But  I  shall  rove,  and  lose  the  race, 

If  God,  my  sun,  should  disappear, 
And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze, 
To  follow  every  wandering  star. 

5  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes ; 
Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

6  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside, 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compar'd  with  this. 

HYMN  199.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

An  Eveninz  Hymn     Psalm  iv    8,  and  iii    5,  6,  and  exliii   8. 

THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days. 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

.3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed, 


HYMN  200-  507 

4  In  vain  the  sons  of  earth  or  hell 

Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  things  ; 
My  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

5  [Faith  in  thy  name  forbids  my  tear  : 

O  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart 

6  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound  ] 

HMYN  200.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

A  Morning  Song. 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes, 
Once  more  my  voice>thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound  ; 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits> 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
Aud  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  [On  a  poor  worm  thy  power  might  tread 

And  I  could  ne'er  withstand  ; 
Thy  justice  might  have  crushed  me  dead; 
But  mercy  held  thine  hand. 

5  A  'housand  wretched  souls  are  fled 

Since  the  last  settitigsun, 
And  yet  thou  lengthenest  out  my  threadT 
And  yet  my  moments  run.] 


508  HYMN    201,   202. 

6  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

HYMN  2l>l.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

An  Evening  Son% 

f\RE  AD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 
\-J  Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard, 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepar'd.] 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around  ; 
But  O  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  died 

To  save  my  wretched  soul  ? 
How  are  my  follies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roll ! 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine. 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pardoning  blood. 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

HYMN  202.      L.   M.      Dr.  Watts. 

A  Son*  for  Morning  and  Evtnit.g      Lam.  iii.  23      I*a.  xlv.  V. 

MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new; 


HYMN  203.  509 

And  morning  merries  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread 'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thv  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command, 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days, 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  203        C.  M.       Dr   Watts. 

A  Hymn  for  Morning  and  Evening. 

HOS\NNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 
To  God's  upholding  hand; 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round. 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 

2  That  was  a  most  amazing  power 

That  rais'd  us  with  a  word  ; 
And  every  day.  and  every  hour 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  evening  rests  our  weary  head, 

And  angels  guard  the  room ; 
We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 
That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 

4  The  rising  morning  can't  assure 

That  we  shall  end  the  day ; 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door 
To  take  our  lives  away. 

5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin5 

To  God's  avenging  law  ; 
We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King ! 
In  every  gasp  we  draw. 

43 


510  HYMN    204. 

6  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  safety  brings  ; 
,Our  feeble  flesh  lies  safe  at  night, 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 

h  ymn  204.     s.  m.     s— . 


A  Mornin?  H:.mn. 


SEE  how  the  mounting  sun 
Pursues  his  shining  way  ; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  every  brightening  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 

Its  heavenly  Parent  sing;; 
And  to  its  great  Original 
The  humble  tribute  bring;. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down 

Beneath  his  guardian  care : 
I  slept,  and  1  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near ! 

4  Thus  does  thine  arm  support 

This  weak  defenceless  frame  ; 
But  whence  these  favours,  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

5  O !  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 

I  bring  my  sacrifice ; 
Cleans 'd  by  thy  blood,  it  shall  ascend 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 

7  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 


hymn  205,  206.  51 

HYMN"  205.       L.  M.       Rippou. 

An  Ei'ening  H^mn. 

GREAT  God, to  thee  my  evening  song 
With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  ; 
O  It  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  till  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 
And  every  gently  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

S  And  yet  this  thoughtless  WTetched  heart, 
Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful  can  from  thee  depart, 
And  fond  of  trifles  vainly  rove. 

4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Jesus  :  his  dear  name  alone 
t  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 

5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close, 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

HYMN    206.    C.  M.       Rippon. 


Summer— an  Harvest  Himn 


TO  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 
My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers; 
He  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps ; 

My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing  ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop  ; 


512  HYMN  207. 

With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness ; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams: 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 

5  Then,  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop  ; 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sow'd  in  hope. 

HYMN  207.      C.  M.     Steele. 

Winitr. 

O  TERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
l-J   Encircling  nature  round  ; 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains^ 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns, 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
Confin  d  in  cold  inactive  chains, 
How  desolate  and  sad! 

4  Return,  O  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray  ; 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

5  O  happy  state,  divine  abode, 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns  ; 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 

6  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  displa; 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 


HYMN  208,  209.  6K3 

And  £uide  me  to  the  seats  of  dav. 
Where  wmt<  r  frowns  no  more. 

HYMN   208.       L.  M.       Rippon. 

Tht   Seasons  crowned  with  Goodness      Psalm  lxv.  11. 

INTERN  A  L  Source  of  every  joy  ! 
-J  Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ; 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  thee,  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring  at  thy  command 
Perfumes  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  soften 'd  by  thy  care, 

No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise : 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  sabbaths  bless  our  eyes, 
'Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

H\MN  209.      L.   M.      Rippon. 


Htlp  obtained  of  G<  d      Act*  xxvi  22. 

nf:w  ykar's  d\y 


GREAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand ; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  : 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 
43* 


.914  HYMN    210. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  teet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

H  YM  N  210.     L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Life  the  Day  if  Grace  and  Hope.    Eccl.  ix    4,  5,  6.  10. 

LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  ensure  the  great  reward, 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  [Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven  ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die. 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  memory  and  their  sense  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  [Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  lost, 
Their  envy  buried  in  the  dust ; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun.] 


HYMN   211,212.  .15 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  deMgn  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  your  might  pursue, 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  th-  ground. 

6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  past 

In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste ; 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair. 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 

HYMN   211.       L.  M.       Dr.   Watts. 

Tovth  and  Judgment      »■  cc'    si    9 

YE  sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 
Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue; 
Taste  the  delights  your  souis  desire, 
And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  fire. 

2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  wine; 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth,  but  know 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  thoughts, 
His  book  records  your  secret  faults ; 
The  works  of  darkness  you  have  done 
Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due 
Should  strike  your  hearts  with  terror  thro': 
How  will  ye  stand  before  his  face, 

Or  answer  for  his  injur 'd  grace  ? 

5  Almighty  God.  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  these  alluring  vanities, 
And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

HYMN  212.      L    M.       Dr   Watts. 

Advice  to   Tovth ;  or,  old  Jgc  and  Death  in  an  unconverted  State      Eccl.  Sii.  1,  5 
Isa.  1   v    20 

IVji  OW  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
i-^l   Remember  your  Creator,  God  : 


516  HYMN  213. 

Behold  the  months  come  hastening  on. 
When  you  shall  say  my  joys  are  gone. 

2  Behold  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again  ; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  King !  I  fear  thy  name  ; 
Teach  me  to  know  how  trail  I  am  ; 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

HYMN  213.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Shortness  of  Life,  and  th<  Goodness  o    God. 

TIME  !  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis, 
And  days,  how  swift  they  are ! 
Swift  as  the  archer's  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  shooting  star. 

2  [The  present  moments  just  appear, 

Then  slide  away  in  haste. 
That  we  can  never  say,  they're  here, 
But  only  say,  they're  past'] 

3  [Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 

And  denth  is  ever  nigh  ; 
The  moment  when  on i  lives  begin, 
We  all  begin  to  die  ] 

4  Yet,  mighty  God !  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  la>ting  favours  shire  ; 
Yet  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace, 
Thou  load'st  the  rolling  year. 

5  'Tis  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food 

And  we  are  cloth'd  with  love ; 


HYMN    214.  517 

While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  road. 
That  leads  our  souls  above. 

6  His  goodness  runs  an  endless  round  ; 

AH  glory  to  the  Lord  ! 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound; 
And  be  his  name  adord. 

7  Thus  we  begin  the  lasting  song ; 

And  when  we  close  our  eyes. 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praise  prolong, 
Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

IHMN    214.      L.  M.       Dr.  S.  Stennet. 

Early  P  ety     Matt.  xii.  20 

HOW  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks ! 
How  kind  the  promises  he  m^kes ! 
A  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 

Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

2  The  humble  poor  he  won't  despise, 

Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown  ; 
His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 

He  quickly  sends  salvation  down. 

3  When  piety,  in  early  minds, 

Like  tender  buds  begins  to  shoot, 
He  guards  the  plants  from  threatning  winds, 
And  ripens  blossoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  souls  he  bears  a  part 

In  all  the  sorrows  they  endure ; 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
His  promise  is  for  ever  sure. 

5  He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail 

Between  the  powers  of  grace  and  sin: 
He  kindly  listens  while  they  tell 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 


518  HYMN  215    216. 

6  Though  press'd  with  fears  on  every  side, 
They  know  not  how  the  strife  may  end ; 
Yet  he  will  soon  the  cause  decide, 
And  judgment  unto  victory  send. 

HYMN  215.       C.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

Thr  Ecvrascmnit  young  Persons  havt  to  sttk  Christ.     Pro--    viii.  17. 

~\7~E  hearts,  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 
J-    In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Youi*  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul,  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

"  Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
Ci  And  those  that  early  seek  mv  grace, 
"  Siiaii  never  seek  in  vain," 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
For  here  true  bliss  I  find. 

HYMN  216.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts'  Sermons. 

A  lovly  Youth  falling  short  of  Heaven.    Mark  x    21. 

UST  all  the  charms  of  nature,  then, 


M 


So  hopeless  to  salvation  prove  ? 
Can  hell  demand,  can  heaven  condemn 
The  man  whom  Jesus  deigns  to  love? 

The  man  who  sought  the  ways  of  truth > 
Paid  friends  and  neighbours  all  their  due ; 


HYMN  217.  519 

A  modest,  sober,  lovely  youth, 

Who  thought  he  wanted  nothing  now  ? 

3  But  mark  the  change  :  thus  spake  the  Lord, 

"  Come  part  with  earth  for  heaven 
to-day  !" 
The  youth,  astonish 'd  at  the  word, 
In  silent  sadness  went  his  way. 

4  Poor  virtues,  that  he  boasted  so, 

This  test  unable  to  endure, 
Let  Christ,  and  grace,  and  glory  go, 
To  make  his  land  and  money  sure. 

5  Ah  foolish  choice  of  treasures  here ! 

Ah  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold ! 
Must  this  base  world  be  bought  so  dear  ? 
And  life  and  heaven  so  cheaply  sold  ? 

6  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  shine, 

If  this  vile  passion  governs  me  ; 
Transform  my  soul,  O  love  divine ! 
And  make  me  part  with  all  for  thee. 

HYMN   217.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Frail  Life,  and  succeeding  Eternity 

THEE  we  adore,  eternal  name ! 
And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  dying  worms  are  we ! 

2  [Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  months  and  days  increase; 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  the  small  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  whate'er  we  be, 
We're  travelling  to  the  grave.] 


520  HYMN    218. 

4  Dinger*  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God!  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things  ! 
Th'  eternal    t  ite  ot  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

6  Infinite  joy  or  endless  wo 

Attends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern 'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this' dangerous  road  ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence. 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

H  Y  M  N   218.       S.  M.      Fawcett. 

Hon  sh'ill  a  you  -c  Mr   ■Inns-   'xU  Way      P-a  n.  cxix    9. 

WITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  pray  ; 
O  make  me  learn  whilst  1  am  young, 
How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 

2  Now  in  my  early  days, 

Teach  me  thy  will  to  know  ; 
O  God.  thy  sanctifying  grace 
Betimes  on  me  bestow. 

3  Make  an  unguarded  youth 

The  object  of  thy  care  ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  i\y  from  every  snare. 

4  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 

Renew  by  power  divine  ; 
Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 


HYMN    219.  b2\ 

5  O  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ  ; 
Be  this  through  all  my  following  days 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

6  To  what  thy  laws  impart 

Be  my  whole  soul  inclined  ; 
O  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 

7  May  thy  young  servant  learn, 

By  these  to  cleanse  his  way ; 
And  may  I  here  the  path  discern, 
That  leads  to  endless  day. 

HYMN  219.     L.  M.      President  Davies. 

National  Judgments  deprecated,  and  national  Mercies  pleaded.    Amos  iii-  1—6. 

WHILE  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord, 
We  view  the  terrors  of  thy  sword ; 
Oh  !  whither  shall  the  helpless  fly  ; 
To  whom  but  thee  direct  their  cry  ? 

2  The  helpless  sinners'  cries  and  tears 
Are  grown  familiar  to  thine  ears ; 
Oft  has  thy  mercy  sent  relief, 
When  all  was  fear  and  hopeless  grief. 

3  On  thee,  our  guardian  God,  we  call, 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fall ; 
And  is  there  no  deliverance  there  ? 
And  must  we  perish  in  despair  ? 

4  See  !  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forsaken  God  we  turn ; 

O  spare  our  guilty  country,  spare 

The  church  which  thou  hast  planted  here. 

5  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God  ; 
We  plead  thy  Son's  atoning  blood  ; 

44 


522  HYMN   ZZ\J. 

We  plead  thy  gracious  promises, 
And  are  they  unavailing  pleas? 

6  These  pleas,  presented  at  thy  throne, 
Have  brought  ten  thousand  blessings  down 
On  guilty  lands  in  helpless  wo  : 
Let  them  prevail  to  save  us  too. 

HYMN  220.      L.  M.       Steele. 

Praise  for  national  Peace.     Psalm  slvi.  9. 

GREAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise  : 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 

And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reigns, 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 

And  slaughter  spreads  the  hostile  plains  : 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their 
power ; 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 

And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 

(S  weet  peace,  with  her  what  blessings  fled!) 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  vaMies  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord. 

All  move  subservient  to  thy  will  ; 
And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs, 

Thy  kind  protection  still  implore ; 
O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues. 
Confess  thy  goodness  and  adore. 


m-MN  221,222.  523 

HYMN  221.      C.  M.      Rippon. 

Thanksgiving  fur   Victory  over  our  Enem'us. 

TO  thee,  who  reign'st  supreme  above, 
And  reign'st  supreme  below, 
Thou  God  of  wisdom,  power,  and  Iwe, 
We  our  successes  owe. 

2  The  thundering  horse,  the  martial  band, 

Without  thine  aid  were  vain  ; 
And  victory  flies  at  thy  command 
To  crown  the  bright  campaign. 

3  Thy  mighty  arm  unseen  was  nigh, 

When  we  our  foes  assail'd  ; 
'Tis  thou  hast  rais'd  our  honours  high, 
And  o'er  their  hosts  prevail'd. 

4  Their  mounds,  their  cam  ps ,  their  lofty  towers.. 

Into  our  hands  are  given, 
Not  from  desert  or  strength  of  ours, 
But  through  the  grace  of  heaven. 

5  What  though  no  columns  lifted  high 

Stand  deep  inscribed  with  praise, 
Yet  sounding  honours  to  the  sky 
Our  grateful  tongues  shall  raise. 

6  To  our  young  race  will  we  proclaim 

The  mercies  God  has  shown  ; 
That  they  may  learn  to  bless  his  name, 
And  choose  him  for  their  own. 

7  Thus,  while  we  sleep  in  silent  dust, 

When  threatening  dangers  come, 
Their  father's  God  shall  be  their  trust, 
Their  refuge  and  their  home. 

HlMN  222.       C.  M.       Leech. 

For  a  Tim    of  gt  aeral        l    ess. 

DEATH. with hisdread  commission  seal'd. 
JNow  hastens  to  his  arms  ; 


524  HYMN    223. 

In  awful  state  he  takes  the  field, 
And  sounds  his  dire  alarms. 

2  Attendant  plagues  around  him  stand. 

And  wait  his  dread  command ; 
And  pains,  and  dying  groans  obey 
The  signal  of  his  "hand. 

3  With  cruel  force  he  scatters  round 

His  shafts  of  deadly  power  ; 
While  the  grave  waits  its  destin'd  prey, 
Impatient  to  devour. 

4  Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endless  joy, 

Nor  let  your  fears  prevail ; 
Eternal  life  is  your  reward, 
When  life  on  earth  shall  fail. 

5  What  though  his  darts,  promiscuous  hurl'd. 

Deal  fatal  T^sssSa  around  ; 

r     o    § 

And  heaps  of  putrid  carcasses 
Oerload  the  cumber 'd  ground  : 

(3  The  arrows  that  shall  wound  your  flesh, 
Were  given  him  from  above, 
Dipt  in  the  great  Redeemer's  blood, 
And  wing'd  with  grace  and  love. 

7  These,  with  a  gentle  hand,  he  throws, 

And  saints  lie  gasping  too  ; 
But  heavenly  strength  supports  their  souls, 
And  bears  them  conquerors  through. 

8  Joyful  they  stretch  their  wings  abroad, 

And  all  in  triumph  rise 
To  the  fair  palace  of  their  God 
And  mansions  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  223.       C.  M.      Steele. 

Desiring  the  Pre.yer.c  of  God  in  Affl  ction. 

THOU  only  centre  of  my  rest, 
Look  dowTn  with  pitying  eye. 


HYMN    224.  525 

While  with  protracted  pain  opprest 
I  breathe  the  plaintive  sigh 

2  Thy  gracious  presence,  O  my  God, 

My  every  wish  contains ; 
With  this,  beneath  affliction's  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 

3  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

Gild  each  dark  scene  wfth  light ; 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul, 
Without  it  all  is  night. 

4  My  Lord,  my  life,  O  cheer  my  heart 

With  thy  reviving  ray, 
And  bid  these  mournful  shades  depart, 
And  bring  the  daun  of  day  ! 

5  O  happy  scenes  of  pure  delight ! 

Where  thy  full  be  *ms  impart 
Unclouded  beauty  to  the  sight, 
And  rapture  to  the  heart. 

6  Her  part  in  those  fair  realms  of  bliss. 

My  spirit  longs  to  know  ; 
My  wishes  terminate  in  this, 
JN  or  can  they  rest  below. 

7  Lord,  shall  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where  thou  art, 
I  shall  for  ever  be. 

8  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 

The  darksome  hours  away, 
And  rise  on  faith's  expanded  wmg. 
To  everlasting  day. 

44  * 


526  HYMN   224,  225. 

HYMN  224.     C.  M.      Dr.  WatU. 

Complaint  and  Hope  vnder  great  Pain. 

LORD,  I  am  pain'd;  but  I  resign 
My  body  to  thy  will ; 
'Tis  grace,  'tis  wisdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feel. 

2  Dark  are  thy  ways  of  providence, 

While  they  who  love  thee  groan  : 
Thy  reasons  lie  conceal'd  from  sense. 
Mysterious  and  unknown. 

3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  speak, 

And  plead  before  her  God, 
Lest  th'  o'erburden'd  heart  should  break 
Beneath  thy  heavy  rod. 

4  These  mournful  groans  and  flowing  tears 

Give  my  poor  spirit  ease : 
While  every  groan  my  Father  hears. 
And  every  tear  he  sees. 

5  [How  shall  I  glorify  my  God 

In  bonds  of  grief  confin'd  ? 
Damp'd  is  my  vigour,  while  this  clod 
Hangs  heavy  on  my  mind.] 

6  Is  not  some  smiling  hour  at  hand 

With  peace  upon  its  wings  ? 
Give  it,  O  God,  thy  swift  command ♦ 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 

HYMN  225.     C.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

Pra  st  for  Recovery  from  Siilcnas     Ps    cKviii    18,  19. 

SOVEREIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
In  every  chastening  stroke ; 
And,  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 
Thy  presence  I  invoke. 
2  To  thee  in  my  distress  I  cried, 
And  thou  hast  bow'd  thine  ear; 


HYMN    226.  527 

Thy  powerful  word  my  life  prolong'd, 
And  brought  salvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness. 

That,  with  the  pious  throng, 
I  may  record  my  solemn  vows, 
And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

4  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 

Renews  our  labouring  breath  ; 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

5  My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour 

Those  heavenly  gates  display, 
Where  pain  and  sin,  and  fear,  and  death 
For  ever  flee  away. 

6  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  bless *d5 

With  raptures  bow  around, 
My  anthems  to  delivering  grace, 
In  sweeter  strains  shall  sound. 

HYMN  226.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

The  Song  or  Simeon;  or.  Death,  mad    desirzble     Luke  ii.  27,  &C 

LORD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 
As  happy  Simeon  came. 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here ; 
O  make  our  joys  the  same  ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 

The  good  c!d  man  was  filPd, 
When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms 
He  clasp 'd  the  holy  child  : 

3  "Now  I  can  leave  this  world,  (he  cried,) 

"  Behold  thy  servant  dies ; 
"  I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 
"  And  close  my  peaceful  eyes. 

4  "  This  is  the  light  prepaid  to  shine 

"  Upon  the  Gentile  lands. 


528  HYMN    227. 

"  Thine  Israel's  glory  and  their  hope. 
"  To  break  their  slavish  bands." 

5  [Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face, 

Hath  overpowering  charms ! 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's,  cold  embrace, 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 

6  Then  whilst  ye  hear  my  h  art-strings  break, 

How  sweet  my  minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 
And  glory  in  my  soul  ] 

HYMN  227.      CM.      Dr.  Watts. 

The  Death  of  a  Sinner 

MY  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll, 
Damnation  and  the  dead  : 
What  horrors  seize  the  guilty  soul 
Upon  a  dying  bed  ! 

2  Lingering  about  these  mortal  shores, 

She  makes  a  long  delay, 
Till  like  a  flood  with  rapid  force 
Death  sweeps  the  wretch  away. 

3  Then,  swift  and  dreadful,  she  descends 

Down  to  the  fiery  coast, 
Amongst  abominable  fiends. 
Herself  a  frighted  ghost. 

4  There  endless  crowds  of  sinners  lie, 

And  darkness  makes  their  chains; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair  they  cry, 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

5  Not  all  their  anguish  and  their  blood 

For  their  past  guilt  atones. 
Nor  the  compassion  of  a  God 
Shall  he  rken  to  their  groans. 

6  Amazing  ^race.  that  kept  my  breath, 

Nor  iiadp.  mv  soul  remove. 


HYMN  228,  229.  529 

'Till  I  had  learn'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  ensur'd  his  love  ! 

HYMN  228.       C.  M.      Dr.  Watts. 

Death  and  Eternity. 

STOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  that  use  to  rise. 
Converse  a  while  with  death  : 
Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 

2  His  quivering  lips  hang  feebly  down, 

His  pulse  is  faint  and  few, 
Then  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan. 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But,  O  the  soul  that  never  dies ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay ! 
Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 
And  trace  its  wondrous  way. 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mounts  triumphant  there ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  despair. 

5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  T 

And  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
O,  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  safe  above. 

6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand, 

My  naked  soul  I  trust ; 
My  flesh  shall  wTait  for  thy  command, 
And  drop  into  my  dust. 

HYMN  229.     C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Moses  Dying  in  the  Embraces  of  God 

DEATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid,. 
If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 
We  may  walk  through  its  darkest  shade, 
\nd  never  yield  to  fear. 


530  HYMN  230. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promised  land, 
My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clasp 'd  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arms,. 

I  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  lose  my  life  amid  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 

HYMN  230.       CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

t)tiUh  dreadful,  o'  dtliihtful 

DEATH!  'tis  a  melancholy  day 
To  those  that  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  soul  is  forced  away 
To  seek  her  last  abode. 

2  In  vain  to  heaven  she  lifts  her  eyes ; 

But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  skies, 
To  darkness,  fire,  and  pain. 

3  Awake  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell, 

Let  stubborn  sinners  fear  ; 
You  must  be  driven  from  earth,  and  dwell 
A  long  for  ever  there. 

4  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 

And  flashes  in  your  face  ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  look  downward  too, 
And  sing  recovering  grace. 

5  He  is  a  God  of  sovereign  lo*  e, 

That  promis'd  heaven  to  me, 
And  taught  my  thoughts  to  soar  above.. 
Where  happy  spirits  be. 


J  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 
Then  come  the  joyful  day  : 
Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
To  bear  my  soul  away. 

HYMN  231.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

A  Thought  of   Dta'.h  and  G  ory 

MY  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day, 
And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

2  [And  you.  mine  eyes,  look  dowrn  and  view 

The  hollow,  gaping  tomb  : 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  summons  come.] 

3  Oh!  could  we  die  with  those  that  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead  ; 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead  : 

4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above 

In  their  own  glorious  form.-, 
And  wonder  why  our  sovls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  How  we  should  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 

These  fetters,  and  this  load  ; 
And  long  for  evening  to  undress, 
That  we  may  rest  with  God.] 
\6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 
Before  the  summons  come, 
And  pray,  and  wish  our  souls  away 
To  their  eternal  home, 

HYMN  232.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

i  Funeral  Thought. 

ARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound,. 
My  ears  attend  the  cry, 


H 


652  HYMN  233. 

"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground. 
"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"  In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ! 
"  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head. 
"  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours/' 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace. 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

HYMN  233.      C.  M.       N^edham. 

The  R.fh  roo!  Surprised.    Luke  xii  16-22. 

DELUDED  souls!  who  think  to  find 
A  solid  bliss  below  : 
Bliss  !  the  fair  flower  of  Paradise, 
On  earth  can  never  grow. 

2  See  how  the  foolish  wretch  is  pleas'd, 

T' increase  his  worldly  store; 
Too  scanty  now  he  finds  his  barns, 
And  covets  room  for  more. 

3  "  What  shall  I  do?"  distrest  he  cries. 

"  This  scheme  wrill  I  pursue : 
"  My  scanty  barns  shall  now  come  down, 
"  I'll  build  them  large  and  new. 

4  "  Here  will  I  lay  my  fruits,  and  bid 

*  My  soul  to  take  its  ease ; 
c:  Eat,  drink,  be  glad,  my  lasting  store 
"  Shall  give  what  joys  I  please." 

5  Scarce  had  he  spoke,  when  lo !  from  heaven 

Th'  Almighty  made  reply  : 


HYMN  234.  o33 

"  For  whom  dost  th  >u  provide,  thou  fool  ? 
"  This  night  thyself  shalt  die." 

6  Teach  me.  my  God,  all  earthly  joys 
Are  but  an  empty  dream  : 
And  may  I  seek  my  bliss  alone, 
In  thee,  the  good  Supreme ! 

HYMN  234,      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts'  Lyric  Poems. 

Dcati  and  Eitrnily. 

MY  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the  skies, 
Go,  search  the  world  beneath, 
Where  nature  all  in  ruin  lies, 
And  owns  her  sovereign,  Death. 

2  The  tyrant,  how  he  triumphs  here,* 

His  trophies  spread  around  ! 
And  heaps  of  dust  and  bones  appear 
Through  all  the  hollow  ground. 

3  These  skulls,  what  ghastly  figures  now! 

How  loathsome  to  the  eyes  ; 
These  are  the  heads  we  lately  knew 
So  beauteous  and  so  wise. 

4  But  where  the  souls,  those  deathless  things 

That  left  their  dying  clay  ? 
My  thoughts,  now  stretch  out  all  your  wings > 
And  trace  eternity. 

5  O  that  unfathomable  sea ! 

Those  deeps  without  a  shore ! 
Where  living  waters  gently  play, 
Or  fiery  billows  roar. 

6  There  we  shall  swim  in  heavenly  bliss, 

Or  sink  in  fiaming  waves  ; 
While  the  pale  carcass  breathless  li« 
Among  the  silent  graves. 

*  Bunhill  Fields, 

45 


534  HYMN   235,   236. 

7  "  Prepare  us,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 
66  Then  come  the  joyful  day  : 
"  Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
"  To  bear  our  souls  away." 

HYMN  235.     C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

A  Prospect  cf  Heaven  ma'res  Death  easi;. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never  withering  flowers ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  [Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dress 'd  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away.] 

5  Oh  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

These  gloomv  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes. 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

HYMN   236.       S.  M.      Dr   Watts. 

Triumph  over  Dea  h  ,  in  Hope  ofthe  Resurrection. 


A 


ND  must  this  body  die  ? 
This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 


HYMN    237.  53.5 

And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine, 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 
'Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  often  from  the  skies 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust. 
'Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array 'd  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

6  Dear  Lord !  accept  the  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
'Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise. 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

HYMN  237.       L    M.       Fawcett. 

Tke  Dtath.  of  tht  Sinner  and  the  isai  U 

WHAT  scenes  of  horror  and  of  dread 
Await  the  sinner's  dying  bed  ! 
Death's  terrors  all  appear  in  sights 
Presages  of  eternal  night. 

2  His  sins  in  dreadful  order  rise, 
And  till  his  soul  with  sad  surprise  ; 
Mount  Sinai's  thunder  stuns  his  ears. 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  distract  his  breast : 
Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  rest : 


6.36  HYMN  238. 

Death  strikes  the  blow,  he  groans  and  cries 
And  in  despair  and  horror  dies. 

4  Not  so  the  heir  of  heavenly  bliss ; 
His  soul  is  fill'd  with  conscious  peace  ; 
A  steady  faith  subdues  his  fear; 

He  sees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 

5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  serene  ; 
No  terrors  in  his  looks  are  seen  ; 

His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom. 
And  smooths  his  passage  to  the  tomb, 

6  Lord,  make  my  faith  and       e  sincere, 
My  judgment  sound,  my  con  cience  clear*: 
And  when  the  toils  of  lire  are  past, 

May  i  be  found  in  peace  at  last. 

HYMN   238.       T4Sth.      Toplady's  Collection. 

Tht  Midnight  Cry.    Matt    xxv.  6. 

X^E  virgin  souls  arise, 
i-     With  all  the  dead  awake  : 
Unto  salvation  wise, 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take  : 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight  cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  Bridegroom  nigh 

2  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 

The  nations  to  his  bar, 
And  take  to  glory  all 

Who  meet  for  glory  are  : 
Make  ready  for  your  free  reward, 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord— 

3  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

Your  everlasting  Friend ; 
Your  head  to  glorify, 

With  all  his  saints  ascend  : 
Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 


HYMN    239.  537 

4  Ye  that  have  here  receiv'd 

The  unction  from  above, 
And  in  his  Spirit  liv'd, 

And  thirsted  for  his  love  ; 
Jesus  shall  claim  you  for  his  bride  ; 
Rejoice  with  all  the  sanctified. 

5  Rejoice,  in  glorious  hope 

Of  that  great  day  unknown, 
When  you  shall  be  caught  up 

To  stand  before  his  throne  ; 
Call'd  to  partake  the  marriage  feast,    »> J 
And  lean  on  our  Immanuels  breast. 

6  The  everlasting  doors 

Shall  soon  the  saints  receive, 
With  seraphs,  thrones,  and  powers, 

In  glorious  joy  to  live  : 
And  tar  from  sorrow,  pain  and  sin, 
To  reign  in  peace  and  light  divine- 

7  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome  sound ; 
To  see  our  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  found  ; 
Enrob'd  in  righteousness  divine, 
In  which  the  bride  shall  ever  shine. 

HYMN  239.     C.  M.       Nippon. 

Victory  over  Death  I'.rougi  Christ         C  >T.   xv.  5? 

WHEN  death  appears  before  my  sight , 
In  all  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight,, . 
My  courage  dies  away. 
2  But  see  my  glorious  leader  nigh  ! 
My  Lord:  my  Saviour  lives  ; 
Before  him  death's  pale^terrors  fly. 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 
45  * 


538  HYMN    240. 

2  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above ; 
He  met  the  tyrant's  dart, 
And  (O  amazing  power  of  love!) 
Recevd  it  in  his  heart. 

4  No  more,  Oh  grim  destroyer,  boast 

Thy  universal  sway  ; 
To  heaven-born  souls  thy  sting  is  lost; 
Thy  night  is  ehang'd  to  day. 

5  Lord   I  commit  my  soul  to  thee  ; 

Accept  the  sacred  trust ; 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust : 

Q  'Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 
When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise, 
And  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom. 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing 

The  honours  of  thy  name, 
And  heaven  s  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb ; 

8  O  let  me  join  the  raptur'd  lays, 

And  with  the  blissful  throng 
Resound  salvation,  power  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song. 

HMYN  240.       C.  M.       Dr.   Watts'  Lyric. 

T>U  Ptesince  of  Gvd  kotVi  tying  jot  ;  or,  tht   Death,  of  Masts.     Deut    xxxii.  43,  SC 

LORD,  'tis  an  infinite  delight 
To  see  thy  lovely  face, 
To  dwell  v>  hole  ages  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  thy  vital  rays, 

2  This  Gabriel  knows,  and  sings  thy  name, 
With  rapture  on  his  tongue  ; 
Mo  e     the  saint,  enjoys  the  same. 
And  heaven  repeats  the  song. 


HYMN  241.  5S9 

3  While  the  bright  nation  sounds  thy  praise 

From  each  eternal  hill, 
Sweet  odours  of  exhaling  grace 
The  happy  region  till. 

4  Thy  love,  a  sea  without  a  shore, 

Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
O  !  'tis  a  heaven  worth  dying  for, 
To  see  a  smiling  God. 

5  Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  sky, 

The  wondrous  prophet  tried  ; 
'  Climb  up  the  mount/  said  God , "  and  die  r 
The  prophet  clim'd,  and  died. 

6  Show  me  thy  face,  and  I'll  away 

From  all  inferior  things  ; 
Speak,  Lord,  and  here  I  quit  my  clay. 
And  stretch  my  airy  wings. 

HYMN  241.     C.  M.      Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Children  Dying  in  their  Infancy  in  the  Arms  of  Jesus      Vati.  xix.  l£. 

THY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 
With  transport  all  divine  ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 

%  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 
Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  "  I  take  these  little  lambs/'  said  he; 

"  And  lay  them  on  my  breast ; 
"  Protection  thev  shall  find  in  me, 
"  In  me  be  ever  blest 

4  "  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose* 

u  But  can't  dissolve  ray  love  ; 
"  Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
•'  The  famiiy  above. 


540  HYMN    242. 

5  "  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise, 

"  And  mould  with  heavenly  skill ; 
4  I'll  give  thmn  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
"  And  hands  to  do  my  will." 

6  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 

And  shout  with  joys  divine  ; 
"  Dear  Saviour,  all  we  have,  and  are, 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine."  a 

HYMN  242    C.  M.       Steele. 

At  the  Funeral  of  a  young  Person. 

\\T  HEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'daway 
V  ?     By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

.2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
O  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  power,— I  too  must  die. 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more : 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour; 
To-morrow7  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch,  and  pray. 

5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save  ;    k 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  healing  power  : 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 


HYMN  243,  244.  541 

HrMN  243.     C.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

Comfort  for  pious  Parents,  nkb  have  bten  bereaved  of  their  Childrtn.     Isaiah  Ivi.  4.  5- 

YE  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears 
Flow  o'er  your  children  dead. 
Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust. 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie  ; 
Rise,  and  with  joy  and  reverence  view 
A  heavenly  parent  nigh. 

3  Though  your  young  branches  torn  away 

Like  wither 'd  trunks  ye  stand, 
With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touch 'd  by  th'  Almighty's  hand. 

4  "  Til  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  In  mine  own  house  a  place : 
"  No  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons  // 
"  Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

5  "  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

"  A  rising  race  can  give ; 
"  In  endless  honour  and  delight 
"  My  children  all  shall  live." 

6  We  welcome.  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 

Through  which  thy  face  we  see, 
And  blessthose  wounds  which  thro'  our  hearts 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 

HyMN  244.      C.  M.      Dr.  Doddridge. 

Submission  ur.der  btr-avrng  Providences.     HjaW,i  s)vi    10 

PEACE,  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
That  blasts  our  joys  in  death  ; 
Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 
And  gathers  back  the  breath. 

2  JTis  he,  the  Potentate  supreme 
Of  all  the  worlds  above. 


542  HYMN    245. 

Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 

3.  "Tis  he,  whose  justice  might  demand 
Our  souls  a  sacrifice  ; 
Yet  scatters  with  unwearied  hand 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 

4  Our  covenant  God  and  Father  he, 

In  Christ  our  bleeding  Lord  ; 
Whose  grace  can  heal  the  bursting  heart 
With  one  reviving  word. 

5  Fair  garlands  of  immortal  bliss, 

He  weaves  For  every  brow  ; 

And  shall  rebellious  passions  rise, 

When  he  corrects  us  now  ? 

S  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name, 
We  kiss  the  scourging  hand, 
And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  life 
To  his  supreme  command. 

hymn  245.     l.  m.     s . 

Sati  taction  in  Gnd  und:r  the  Lais  of  dear  Fricndt. 

THE  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 
The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh. 
When  his  own  children  fall  around ; 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought 

Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend 
Nor  would  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Th'  almighty  ever-lining  Friend. 

3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills, 

Our  feeble  flesh  and  heart  may  fail; 
Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4  Parent  and  Husband,  Guard  and  Guide, 

Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one ; 


HYMN  246.  £43 


On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

5  Our  Father,  God,  to  thee  we  look, 

Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend; 
And  on  thy  covenant-love  and  truth, 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 

HYMN  246.       C.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

Com'ort  under  the  Lots  of  Ministers 

IVTOW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive? 
X^   And  all  our  tears  be  dry  ; 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown 'd  in  grief, 
V\  hich  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2  What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  ; 
What  though  the  prophet  and  the  priest 
Be  number'd  with  the  dead  ! 

3  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young, 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue : 

4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

5  "  Lo,  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  My  church  shall  safe  abide ; 
"  For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  mine  own, 
"  Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 

6  Through  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 

This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song.. 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust, 


344  HYMN    247,    248. 

HYMN   247.    C.  M.       Rippon. 

The  Bodies  oftht  Saints  quickened  and  ra>  ed  bi  the  spirit      Rf  m.  in  II. 

WHY  should  our  mourning  thoughts 
delight 
To  grovel  in  the  dust  ? 
Or  why  should  streams  of  tears  unite 
Around  th*  expiring  just? 

2  Did  not  the  Lord,  our  Saviour,  die, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ? 
Did  not  our  Lord  ascend  on  high, 
And  prove  his  power  to  save  ? 

3  Doth  not  the  sacred  Spirit  come, 

And  dwell  in  all  the  saints? 
And  should  the  temples  of  his  grace 
Resound  with  long  complaints? 

4  Awake,  my  soul,  and  like  the  sun 

Burst  through  each  sable  cloud  ; 
And  thou, my  voice,  though  broke  with  sighs, 
Tune  forth  thy  songs  aloud. 

5  The  Spirit  rais'd  my  Saviour  up, 

When  he  had  bled  for  me ; 
And,  spite  of  death  and  hell,  shall  raise 
Thy  pious  friends  and  thee. 

6  Awake,  ye  saints,  that  dwell  in  dust, 

Your  hymns  of  victory  sing ; 
And  let  his  dying  servants  trust 
Their  ever-living  King. 

HYMN  248.       C.  M.      Dr.  Walts's  Lyric. 

A  Prospect  oftht  Resurrection 

HOW  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign. 
And  triumph  o'er  the  just ; 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust  t 


HYMX   249.  £43 

%  Lo,  I  behold  the  scatter 'd  shades; 
The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  sweet,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

3  I  seethe  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

4  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead  arise  !\ 

And  lo.  the  graves  obey  ; 
And  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes 
Salute  thJ  expected  day. 

5  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  midway  air, 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King. 
And  low  adore  him  there. 

6  O  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them  cloth 'd  in  white ! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

7  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  skies. 
On  love's  triumphant  wing ! 

HYMN  249.       C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Tfu  !js>  Judgment-     Rev    s> i,  5-  ? 

QEE  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
O  Fills  a  majestic  throne, 
While  from  the  skies  his  awful  voice 
Bears  the  last  judgment  down. 
2  ["  I  am  the  first,  and  I  the  last, 

;■  Through  endless  years  the  same  : 
"  I  AM,  is  my  memorial  still, 
"  And  mv  eternal  name. 
46 


546  HYMN  250. 

3  ci  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give, 

"  My  royal  grace  bestows  ; 
ci  Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  taste  the  streams 
'•  Where  life  and  pleasure  flows] 

4  ["  The  saint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  sins. 

"  I'll  own  him  for  a  son  ; 
"  The  whole  creation  shall  reward 
"  The  conquests  he  has  won, 

5  "  But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean, 

"  And  all  the  lying  race, 
"  The  faithless  and  the  scoffing  crew 
"  That  spurn'd  at  offer'd  grace  : 

6  "  They  shall  be  taken  from  my  sight, 

"  Bound  fast  in  iron  chains, 
Ki  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake, 
"  Where  fire  and  darkness  reigns/'] 

7  O  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 

When  earth  and  seas  are  fled  ! 
And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name 
With  blessings  on  my  head  ! 

8  May  I  with  those  for  ever  dwell, 

Who  here  were  my  delight ; 
While  sinners,  banish 'd  down  to  hell? 
No  more  offend  my  sight. 

HYMN  230.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Cod  the  Tkuude-ir  ;  or  the  lust  Judgment,  and  lull* 

SING  to  the  Lord,  ye  heavenly  hosts., 
And  thou,  O  earth  >  adore  ; 
Let  death  and  hell,  through  all  their  coasts^ 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

%  His  sounding  chariot  shakes  the  sky,   3 
He  makes  the  clouds  his  throne ; 

*  Made  in  a  great  ^orm  of  thunder  August  the  20th.  1697 


HYMN    251.  5  17 

There  all  his  stores  of  lightning  lie, 
'Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  His  nostrils  breathe  out  fiery  streams, 

And  from  his  awful  tongue 
A  sovereign  voice  divides  the  flames. 
And  thunder  roars  along. 

4  Think,  O  my  soul,  the  dreadful  day, 

When  this  incensed  God 
Shall  rend  the  sky,  and  burn  the  sea. 
And  send  his  wrath  abroad  ! 

5  What  shall  the  wretch,  the  sinner  do  ? 

He  once  defied  the  Lord  ; 
But  he  shall  dread  the  Thunderer  now. 
And  sink  beneath  his  word. 

6  Tempests  of  angry  fire  shall  roll, 

To  blast  the  rebel  worm, 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  soul 
In  one  eternal  storm. 

HYMN  251.       L.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

A  Happy  Resurrection. 

NO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more  ; 
But  with  a  cheerful  voice,  resign 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 

These  dying,  withering  limbs  of  mine* 

2  Let  worms  devour  my  w listing  flesh, 

And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust, 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew, 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 

3  Break,  sacred  morning,  through  the  skies, 

Bring  that  delightful    dreadful  day! 
Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come; 
Thy  lingering  wheels  how  long  they  stay  ! 

4  [Our  weary  spirits  faint  to  see 

The  light  of  thy  returning  face. 


543  HYMN  252.  253. 

And  hear  the  language  of  those  lips, 
Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace.] 

5  [Haste  then  upon  the  wings  of  love ; 
Rouse  all  the  pious  sleeping  clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  heavenly  joys, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  the  day  ] 

HYMN  252.      L.  M.      Rippon. 


The  B -oks  nhenul.     Rev    sx    12. 


MET  II  INKS  the  last  great  day  is  come  \ 
Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prisoners  under  ground. 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 

Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 

Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  dust, 

And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  display 'd, 

Big  with  th  important  fates  of  men  ; 

E  ich  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 

As  wrote  by  Heaven  s  unerring  pen. 

4  To  every  soul,  the  books  assign 

The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine ; 
No  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

5  Lord   when  these  awful  leaves  unfold. 

May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  : 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enroll'd. 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  253.       S.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

ThrJ-    •    in\l^-t  and  M^sr-v  "f  the  linked.     Mat'    ,sv.  4' 

\  ND  will  the  Jud^e  descend  ? 
,/x    And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 


HYMN   254,  54S 

2  And  from  his  righteous  lips 

Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound  : 
And  through  the  numerous  guilty  throng., 
Spread  black  despair  around  : 

3  "  Depart  from  me,  accurs'd, 

"  To  everlasting  flame, 
"  For  rebel  angels  first  prepar'd, 
"  Where  mercy  never  came." 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaverr,  before  his  face, 
Astonish'd  shrink  away  ? 

5  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound- 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

6  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear : 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

7  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 

By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 
And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 

HYMN  254.       C.  M.       Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  final  Sentence,  a  'd  Happiness  of  the  Righteous      Wit.  xiT.  34. 

ATTEND,  my  soul ;  my  heart,  rejoice; 
While  Jesus  from  his  throne, 
Before  the  bright  angelic  hosts, 
Makes  his  last  sentence  known. 

2  When  sinners,  cursed,  from  his  face 
To  raging  flames  are  driven  j 

46* 


b5Q  HYMN  255. 

His  voice  with  melody  divine, 
Thus  calls  his  saints  to  heaven  : 

3  "  Bless'd  of  my  Father,  all  draw  near 

"  Receive  the  great  reward  ; 
"  And  rise,  with  raptures  to  possess 
"  The  kingdom  love  prepared. 

4  "  Ere  earth's  foundations  first  were  laid, 

"  His  sovereign  purpose  wrought, 
"  And  rear'd  those  palaces  divine, 
"  To  which  you  now  are  brought. 

5  "  There  shall  you  reign  unnumber'd  .years, 

"  Protected  by  my  power ; 
"  While  sin  and  'death  and  pains  and  cares: 
"  Shall  vex  your  souls  no  more." 

6  Come,  thou  majestic  Saviour,  come, 

This  jubilee  proclaim  ; 
And  teach  us  language  fit  to  praise 
So  great,  so  dear  a  Name 

HYMN   255,      C.  M.      Dr.  S.  Stennet. 

The  last  Judgment 

"  TTE  comes!  he  comes!  to  judge  the  world/' 
JTi   Aloud  th'  archangel  cries ; 
While  thunders  roll  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  lightnings  cleave  the  skies. 

2  Th'  affrighted  nations  hear  the  sound, 

And  upward  lift  their  eyes  : 
The  slumbering  tenants  of  the  ground, 
In  living  armies  rise. 

3  Amid  the  shouts  of  numerous  friends, 

Of  hosts  divinely  bright. 
The  Judge  in  solemn  pomp  descends, 
Array 'd  in  robes  of  light. 

4  His  head  and  hairs  are  white  as  snow, 

His  eyes  a  fiery  flame; 


HYMN    256.  551 

A  radiant  crown  adorns  his  brow, 
And  Jesus  is  his  name. 

5  Writ  on  his  thigh  his  name  appears, 

And  scars  his  victories  tell : 
Lo !  in  his  hand  the  Conqueror  bears 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell, 

6  Lo  !  he  ascends  the  judgment  seat, 

And  at  his  dread  command, 
Myriads  of  creatures  round  his  feel 
In  solemn  silence  stand. 

7  Princes  and  peasants  here  expect 

Their  last,  their  righteous  doom, 
The  men  who  dar'd  his  grace  reject, 
And  they  who  dar'd  presume. 

8  "  Depart,  ye  sons  of  vice  and  sin,'5 

The  injur'd  Jesus  cries  ; 
While  the  long  kindling  wrath  within. 
Flashes  from  both  his  eyes. 

9  And  now  in  words  divinely  sweety 

With  rapture  in  his  face, 
x\loud  his  sacred  lips  repeat 
The  sentence  of  his  grace. 

10  "  Well  done,  my  good  and  faithful  sons. 

"  The  children  of  my  love  : 
"  Receive  the  sceptres,  crowns  and  thrones, 
"  Prepar'd  for  you  above." 

HYMN   256.      C.  M.       Dr.  Watts. 

Hope  o/  Heaven  fry  fit  Resumption  of  Christ  1   Pet    i    3,  4,  3. 

BLESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 
The  Father  of  our  Lord  : 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  praisd, 
His  majesty  ador'd. 


552  HYMN  257. 

2  When  from  tho  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  calld  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What  tho*  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose^ 
So  all  his  foH'wers  must 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 

Reserv'd  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefild, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 

'Till  the  salvation  come: 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here, 
'Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

HYMN  257.       C    M.       Dr   Watts. 

Assurance  of  H.aveiv.   cr,  a  Saint  prepare-d  to  die.    2  Tsm    iv    6,  7    8,  II 

J~"\EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now ; 
JLJ  And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  ? 

2  With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord  ; 
Finish'd  my  course  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward  ] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  judge,  at  that  great  day, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone ; 
But  all  that  love  and  long  to  see 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son, 


HYMN. 258,  259.  553 

5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  safe 

From  every  ill  design  ; 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 

And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain ; 
To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 
And  endless  praise.     Amen. 

HYMN  258.       CM.     Dr.  Watts. 

Blessstd   are  ihe  dead  that  die  in  the  Lord.    Rev    xiv    3. 

HE  \R  what  the  voice  from  heavn  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead  ; 
Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless *d  ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  sufferings  and  from  sin  releas'd. 
And  free'd  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  rewrard. 

HYMN  259.       C-  M.       D.  Watts. 

The  Martyr*  glorifitd     Rev.  vii    13,  &c. 

r]PHESE  glorious  minds,   how   bright 
Sl  they  shine  ! 

Whence  all  their  tchite  array  ? 
How  came  they  to  the  happy  seats 

Of  everlasting  day  ? 

2  From  torturing  pains  to  end;ess  joys, 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode,' 
And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white 
In  Jesus'  dving;  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne ; 


554  HYMN  2W. 

Their  warbling  harps  and  sacred  songs 
Adore  the  holy  One. 

4  The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  face 

Among  his  saints  reside ; 
While  the  rich  treasure  of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  supplied. 

5  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls, 

And  hunger  flee  as  fast; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 

6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rise, 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  eyes. 

HYMN  260.      CM.       Dr.  Watts. 

Heaven  Invisible  and  Holy.     1  Cor.  ii.  9,  10.     Rev.  xxi.  27. 

NOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard 
Nor  sense  nor  reason  known , 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

%  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word, 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see,  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 


HYMN  -261,"  262.  ffft 

The  hypocrite  in  vain  shali  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

HYMN   26 L     L.  M.        Dr.  Watts. 

The  Sigi.t  vj  God  nnu  Christ  in  Heaven, 

DESCEND  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove, 
Stoop  down  and  take  us  on  thy  wings, 
And  mount  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  reach  of  these  inferior  things ; 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 

Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

3  O  for  a  sight*  a  blissful  sight 

Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne! 
There  sits  our  Saviour  crown'd  with  light, 
Cloth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

5  O  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 

While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing, 
And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hiil, 

And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King ! 

6  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 

That  I  shall  mount,  to  dwell  above, 
And  stand,  and  bow,  and  worship  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing,  and  love  ? 

HYMN  262.       C.  M.       Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

T\f ■  prnmistd  Lend. 

ON  Jordan's  rugged  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye, 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  hippy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 


bit  HYMN  263. 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green , 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  generous  iruits  that  never  fail. 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  vales, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  O'er  all  those  wide -extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  : 
There  God,  the  sun,  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place. 

And  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

7  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  soul 

Can  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll. 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

HYMN  263.      CM.     Rippon. 

The  Evfrlasting  Song 

EARTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long ; 
'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  the  blest  Man,  my  Saviour,  sits  ; 
The  God,  how  bright  he  shines! 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 


HYMN   263. 

3  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 

Circle  the  throne  around ; 
And  move,  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs  ; 

Jesus,  thy  love  they  sing  ; 
Jesus,  the  life  of  all  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 

5  [Hark,  how  beyond  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  time  and  space  they  run ; 
And  echo  in  majestic  sounds 
The  Godhead  of  the  Son! 

6  And  now  they  sink  the  lofty  tifrie, 

And  gentler  notes  they  play ; 
And  bring  the  Father's  Equal  down 
To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 

7  O  sacred  beauties  of  the  Man ! 

(The  God  resides  within  :) 
His  iiesh  all  pure  without  a  stain ; 
His  soul  without  a  sin. 

8  But,  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 

Silent  their  harps  abide  ; 
Suspended  songs,  a  moment,  mourn 
The  God  that  lov'd  and  died. 

9  Then,  all  at  once,  to  living  strains 

They  summon  every  chord ; 
Tell  how  he  triumph'd  o'er  his  pains, 
And  chant  the  rising  Lord  } 

10  Now  let  me  mount,  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too  ; 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue. 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 
47 


55b  HYMN  263. 

Ill  would  begin  the  music  here, 
And  so  my  soul  should  rise : 
O  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies! 

12  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  sit : 
There  I  would  fain  have  place, 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
So  I  might  see  his  face. 


END  OF  THE  HYMNS. 


CONTENTS. 

Page. 

THE  Being"  and  perfections  of  God  355—366 

The  character,  actions,  sufferings,  and  glory  of  Christ  367 — 389 

Creation  end  providence  389 — 394 

The  fall  an.]  temptation  of  man  395 — 399 

The  scriptures  400 — 407 

Invitations  of  the  gospel  408 — 412 

Doctrines  of  the  scriptures  413 — 426 

Influences  of  the  Spirit  of  God     -  4-27 — 429 

The  Christian's  character  and  graces  430 — 450 

The  Christian's  blessings  and  sufferings,  danger  and  safety  451 — 479 

Christian  worship.  private  worship  480 — 4*2 

Public  worship  483 — 490 

Baptism  491  —  494 

The  Lord's  supper  495 — 505 

Times  and  seasons  50." — 526 

Time,  death,  the  resurrection,  the  judgment  and  eternity  5*27 — 558 


A  TABLE 

TO  FIND  ANY  HYMN  BY  THE  FIRST  LINE, 

ADORE  and  tremble  for  our  God,  361 

Ah  wretched  souls  who  strive  in  vain,  482 

Alinightv  Father,  gracious  Lord,  394 

Almighty  Maker,  God,  488 

And  must  this  body  die,  534 

And  will  the  Judge  descend,  548 

Another  six  days  work  is  done,  483 

Arise  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers,  456 

As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown.  429 

Attend  my  soul,  my  heart  rejoice,  549 

Attend  while  God's  exalted  Son,  419 

Attend  ye  children  of  your  God,  494 

Awake,  awake  the  sacred  Song,  371 

Awake  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue,  442 

Awake  our  drowsy  souls,  484 

Awake  our  souls,  away  our  fears,  441 

Away  from  every  mortal  care,  487 

Backward  with  humble  shame  we  look*  395 

Behold  how  sinners  disagree,  432 

Beheld  the  blind  their  sight  receive,  383 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb,  387 

Behold  the  grace  appears,  370 

Behold  the  potter  and  the  clay,  414 

Behold  the  sons,  the  heirs  of  God,  446 

Behold  the  woman's  promis'd  seed,  405 

Behold  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  wine.  433 

Behold- what  wondrous  grace,  419 

Bless'd  are  the  humble  souls  that  see,  465 

Bless'd  be  the  everlasting  God,  551 

Bless'd  be  the  tie  that  binds,  448 

Bless'd  Morning  whose  first  opening  rays.  483 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death,  399 

Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God,  381 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find,  356 

Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme.  418 

e  gracious  Spirit   heavenly  Dove,  4*28 

Come  hither  all  ye  weary  souls,  409 

Come  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,  _  427 

Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs,  388 

Come  weary  souls  with  sins  distress'd^  410 

Come  we  that  love  the  Lord,  438 

Daughters  of  Zion,  come  behold,  379 


36O  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Pago. 

Dearest  of  all  the  names  above,  378 

Dear  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest,  430 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid,  529 

Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now,  552 

Death  !  'tis  a  melancholy  day,  530 

Death  with  bis  dread  commission  seaPd,  523 

Deluded  souls  who  think  to  find,  532 

Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove,  555 

Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word,  493 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song,  508 

Earth  has  en^'ossM  my  thoughts  too  long,  556: 

EVe  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad;  369 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy,  5 1 3 

internal  Spirit  we  confess,  428- 

rnal  wisdom  thee  we  praise,  390' 

Fa  her,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines,  416 

her  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless,  4i)2 

Father  of  glory  to  thy  name,  366 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  house,  478 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word,  402 

Father  of  mercies  send  thy  grace,  447 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns,  485 

Gentiles  by  nature,  we  belong,  408 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise,  463 

God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son,  403. 

God  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise,  434 

God  of  the  morning  at  whose  voice,  505 

Go,  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord,  412 

Grace  'tis  a  charming  sound,  426 

Great  Father  of  mankind,                      •  475 

Great  God,  1  own  thy  sentence  just,  473; 

Great  God,  oppressed  with  grief  and  fear,  480 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth,  479 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song,  511 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand,  513 

Great  King  of  glory  and  of  Grace,  397 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies,  522 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great,  406 

Hid  I  the  tongue  of  Greeks  and  Jews,  4*22 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign,  438 

Hark  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound,  531 

Hark !  the  glad  sound  the  Saviour  comes,  371 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims,  553 

He  comes,  he  comes,  to  judge  the  world,  550 

He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives.  3  J6 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  561 

Page. 

Hence  from  my  soul  sad  thoughts  begone,  469 

Hosanna  with  a  cheerful  sound,  509 

How  are  thy  glories  here  displayed,  5&> 

How  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord,  393 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet,  466 

How  charming  is  the  place,  486 

How  heavy  is  the  night,  377 

How  honourable  is  the  place,  463 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine,  408 

How  long  shall  death  the  tyrant  ieign.  544 

How  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race,  363 

How  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks*  517 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place,  503 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below,  455 

I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms,  454 

In  sweet  exalted  strains,  490 

Is  this  the  kind  return,  432 

Jesus  invites  his  saints,  498 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies,  500 

Jesus  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace,,  476 

Jesus  my  Saviour  and  my  God,  426 

Join  all  the  glorious  names,  373 

Keep  silence  all  created  things,  357 

Laden  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears,  400 

Let  avarice  borne  from  shore  to  shore-,  401 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say,  462 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be,  359 

Let  party  names  no  more,  449 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem,  443 

Let  the  wild  Leopards  of  the  wood,  398 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie,  413 

Let  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word,  500 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord.  514 

Long  have  1  sat  beneath  the  sound,  444 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye,  489 

Lord  at  thy  table  I  behold,  497 

Lord  at  thy  temple  we  appear,  527 

Lord  how  secure  and  blest  are  they,  467 

Lord  how  secure  my  conscience  was,  431 

Lord  I  am  pain'd,  but  I  resign,  526 

Lord  'tis  an  infinite  delight,  538 

Lord  we  confess  our  numerous  faults,  415 

Lord  what  a  wretched  land  is  this,  451 

Lord  when  ourraptur'd  thought  survey  392 

Lo  what  a  glorious  sight  appears,  464 


562  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Man  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires,  438 

M  thinks  the  last  great  day  is  come,  548 

IVLsiaken  souls  that  drenm  of  heaven5  435 

Mortals  awake,  with  angels  join,  367 

Must  all  the  charms  of  nature  then,  518 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord,  377 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love,  508 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love,  362 

Mv  God,  the  spring  of  aH  my  joys,  458 

My  Saviour  God,  my  sovereign  prince,  493 

My  ^oul  come  meditate  the  day,  531 

M    soul  forsakes  her  vain  delights,  437 

My  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll,  528 

Mv  thoughts  that  often  mount  the  skies,  533 

Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came,  439 

Nature  with  open  volume  stands,  502 

No  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more,  547 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  Car  hath  heard,  554 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth,  420 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth,  41  & 

Not  from  the  dust  affliction  grows,  440 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord,  472 

Now  by  the  bowels  of  my  God,  449 

Now  far  above  the  starry* skies,  501 

Now  have  our  hearts  embrac'd  our  God,  504 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood,  515 

Now  let  a  spacious  world  ari?e,  389 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive,  543 

N  »w  let  our  voices  join,  471 

Now  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  smile,  456 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song,  380 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  Supreme,  415 

Oft  have  I  turn'd  mine  eyes  within,  450 

Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,  421 

Once  more  mv  soul  the  rising  day,  507 

On  Jordan's  rugged  bank^  I  stand,  555 

O.':,  that  I  knew  the  secret  place,  424 

Oh,  the  delights  the  heavenly  joys,  388 

Oh.  what  stupendous  mercy  shines,  447 

Our  sins,  alas,  how  strong  they  be,  474 

Peace,  'tis  the  I  ord  Jehovah's  hand,  541 

Rai^e  your  triumphant  songs,  411 

R  joire.  the  Lord  is  King,  385 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return,  480 

Rise,  rise  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground,  358 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  563 

Page. 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound,  468 

See  how  the  mounting  sun,                   „.  $10 

See  where  the  great  incarnate  God,  545 

Shall  Atheists  dare  insult  the  cross,  404 

Sh^ll  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood,  358 

Shall  wisdom  cry  aloud,  376 

Sing  to  the  Lord  ye  heavenly  hosts,  546 

Sin  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts,  399 

Sin  like  a  venomous  disease,  C96 

Sinners  the  voire  of  God  regard,  410 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express,  441 

So  new  born  babes  desire  the  breast,  436 

Sovereign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand,  526 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains,  -512 

Sloop  down  my  thoughts  that  use  to  rise,  529 

Strait  is  thf  way,  the  door  is  straight,  423 

Sueef  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt,  4.50 

The  deluge  at  the  Almighty ?s  call,  4?5 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name,  51 9 

The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge  542 

The  Lord  descending  from  above,  400 

T'   •  Lor  !  Jehovah  nigns,  3.55 

Thj   Lrd  on  high  proclaims,  4:7 

The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace,  383 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love,  499 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  534 

There  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoic'd  439 

The  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great,  470 

The  Sa\  iour  ralK.  let  every  ear,  4( )9 

These  glori«  us  minds,  how  bright  they  shine,  553 

The  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds,  S~9 

The  wondering  nations  have  beheld,  474 

This  is  thf*  word  of  truth  and  love,  405 

Thou  only  centre  of  my  re-t.  5^4 

Thou  only  Sovereign,  of  my  heart,  477* 

Thrice  happy  souls  who,  born  ofheaven,  445 

Thus  dicl  the  sons  of  ASra'm  pass,  492 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on,  506 

Thu^  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One,  365 

Thus  saith  the  m^rcy  of  the  Lord,  492 

Thy  Lfe  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord,  539 

Tfrne   what  an  empty  vapour  'tis.  b  6 

'TH  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come,  443 

To  God  the  only  wi^e,  334 


564  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Page. 

To  Jesus  our  exalted  Lord,  497 

To  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord,  51 1 

To  thee  who  reign^st  supreme  above,  -6*23 
5Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord.  407 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night,  495 

^Twas  the  commission  of  our  Lord,  491 

Unite  rny  roving  thoughts,  unite,  460 

Up  to  the  Lord  who  reigns  on  high,  361 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will,  360 

We  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord,  375 

Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest,  486 

What  equal  honour  shall  we  bring,  382 

What  scenes  of  horror  and  of  dread,  535 

What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do,  403 

What  strange  perplexities  arise,  481 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away,  540 

When  death  appears  before  my  sight.  537 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  472 

When  in  the  lie;ht  of  faith  divine,  Ahl 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay,  477 

When  the  fir>t  parents  of  our  rice,  372 

Where  are  the  mourners,  saith  the  Lord,  423 

While  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord,  521 

While  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by  night,  368 

While  sinners  who  presume  to  bear,  489 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn,  461 

Why  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee,  453 

Why  should  a  living  man  complain,  459 

Why  should  our  mourning  thoughts  delight,  544 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King,  429 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue,  520 

With  tears  of  anguish  1  lament,  396 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm,  518 

Ye  humble  souls  approach  your  God,  365 

Ye  humble  souls  complain  no  more,  469 

Ye  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears,  541 

Ye  sons  of  Adam  vain  and  young,  515  . 

Ye  sons  of  men  with  joy  record,  391 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose,  384 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears,  460 

Ye  virgin  souls  arise,  536 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor,  196 


